Walk the Talk

I have always been with her

We are ever together

A forever tether

I contemplate and meditate

And when happily in this state

I do not ever stagnate

I am grateful for my health

I know what is real wealth

And I have no need of stealth

I talk to the birds

Understand their words

Avians are not nerds

I talk to the trees

Swaying in the breeze

The moment I seize

I mostly walk alone

When I am in the zone

Breathing in ozone

Everything has changed

Maybe I am deranged

Waiting to be exchanged

I am in my own space

One from an alien race

Far from my home base

But I do not give up hope

I think I have learned to cope

It does no one good to mope

At times I meet others

Sisters but not brothers

Brothers prefer mothers

I am not a mother

I am just another

Waiting for my other

She is never far from me

She has ever been “mon amie”

She introduced me to Rumi

And so as I walk

I do not ever balk

And I never stalk

As I talk and I talk

With me

With her

With us

With the Creator

© Regis Auffray