Saturday, December 27, 2008
keep me from going to sleep too soon...
On the advice of Robert Frost, I have been whistling up the road for many years now... seeking moments of wonder and joy in every day life, and trying to share them... the sparkle of sunlight on dust motes in the air, the scent of lavender on the breeze, the birds' nest full of eggs, the holding of small hands, the music of life.
Since I moved a few months ago, I have fallen away from this habit. I have found it hard to meet people here, and feel as though I rarely have people to share these moments with. And so, I shall share them here, if only to remind myself that these moments are wonderful and important.
Here begin the online chronicles of a soul who strives to always whistle up the road of life, banging on doors and persuading others to come see what the clouds are doing to the moon...
Keep me from going to sleep too soon
Or if I go to sleep too soon
Come wake me up. Come any hour
Of night. Come whistling up the road.
Stomp on the porch. Bang on the door.
Make me get out of bed and come
And let you in and light a light.
Tell me the northern lights are on
And make me look. Or tell me clouds
Are doing something to the moon
They never did before, and show me.
See that I see. Talk to me till
I'm half as wide awake as you
And start to dress wondering why
I ever went to bed at all.
Tell me the walking is superb.
Not only tell me but persuade me.
You know I'm not too hard persuaded.