The best thing about life
I’ve had such wonderful relationships across all sectors of my life that I am going to take a moment to say I’m grateful. I’m grateful to have known so many warm, smart, talented, and gracious people in my life. That is why I love the work I do because I get to build on those relationships. I remember when I started working at my company we were all a bunch of people that we said no corporation would ever hire. A close dear friend and colleague did an interview with a source from a kayak in the midst of a pond in Poland. Well so many stories come to mind, but instead of going down memory lane, let me just say I am rich because my friends, colleagues and acquaintances have made me so.
Here is the website of a friend I met through Tatjana – a poet no less – I’m such a fan of anyone who can turn a word. I love the poem on his home page – Eight O’Clock in the Morning and the last line of the narrator who is watching his lover sleep – I don’t know if I am part of his dreams/Desire is a scale and I don’t know if it catches up with dreams.
OCHO DE LA MAÑANA
Le miro cómo duerme enredado en la sábana.
La esponja del descanso le borra los sentidos.
Deja pasar dos planchas moteadas de luz
la ventana entreabierta
picotea en el borde de un tiesto de geranios
un gorrión tremante
con ojos de cabeza de alfiler
y el picoteo se hace
del ritmo de una frase inquisitiva.
Pero no se despierta.
Se abraza a la almohada, se hunde como en nubes
y me atrapa al volverse alzando una rodilla.
No sé si formo parte de su sueño.
Querer es una escala y no sé si alcanza al sueño.