AWARENESS

Writing based on observations of ordinary people going through their typical day of life raised my awareness of just how many people walk around seeming totally unaware of what's going on around them.  I felt privileged that my awareness provided me with a front row seat to the street theater that happens every day in a big city.  Drama that unfolded for me on my lunch hour was transparent to others as they moved in lock step back to their jobs

FAR

AWARENESS

8/13/71

Relating only to what’s in front of their noses

The real essence of life passes by, flowing freely

And it can never be touched without reaching

Compressed in their own private niche of existence

Like a race horse, just seeing the track ahead

Wearing blinders to keep the mind focused on nothing

Like lying face down on the floor of a forest

Aware of the mosses, grub worms and leaf mold

The towering redwoods above – unnoticed

Forging ahead to your own Armageddon

Pause for a moment – reflect on life’s rhythm

Turn around – the whole world is right there behind you.