On the grapes of arrival
On the strawberry handshake
Between the lakes of success
The shack of good maintenance
The hatching of new existences
The first apple steps of a journey
Unfamiliar skies and houses
nectarine greeting
Across the coast
Beauty roams as a lost dog
finding us again and again as we fly
white sand and dark rock sharing a strong union
between the brush of waves and breeze bitten undergrowth
Once in the restaurant
entrees land on the table before complaints meet lips
Delicate foods prepared painstakingly to be simply devoured
Then an over abundance of food in rustic containers
Why have we received so much?
This pleasurable excess that is delivered to us.
This stable energy in the presence of good friends.
Choice for each mouthful more delicious than any food.
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