Spice of living

I found it under the big basil bushes flowering and atracting bees.
In the roots of the sweet lemon grass, and the pods of hot fine chili´s.
The spice of living can be tasted in a smile shared, a joke and those easy things that are free.
Even in those burning arguments can you reach a better understanding of things, and sample a morsel of wisdom.
With each awkward tray, we display our attributes and walk it to the table trying not to sway and fall on our way to a hopefully graceful presentation.
This spice of living hides in our skin that tickles the tastebuds of our lovers, or feeds the eyes of our secret admirers.
It sweeps away tedious hours and reminds us what´s sweet about the world.