My Santiago

A momentary Respite June 1994

Here I sit, Inert! Passive on the outside, Immobile and withdrawn on the inside; Enjoying the company of my own.

Not wishing to be disturbed, Not wishing to work; To utilize my time productively ! Only to sit and look and listen, To observe life’s passing parade - Things I should be doing, But somehow, On this winter afternoon, That hardly seems worthwhile… Better to simply sit and wait; Till the moment passes And then

those living and getting on with the job-

Re-join the race!