I wrote these because I wished to honor Thoreau…

…to express my thoughts about daily life, and to see if I could not follow the style of a famous writer, and not, when I shut down my computer, discover that I had not accomplished anything.

I drove to the store because I wanted to shop conscientiously, to purchase only the necessary foods for life, and to see if I could not find the greatest bargain, and not, when I came to cook, discover that I had no cumin.

I ran in the race because I hungered to feel the rush, to pass only those slower than I, and to see if I could not break my personal best, and not, when I reached the end, discover that I had not tried.

I played with my children because I wished to live joyfully, to appreciate all the essential aspects of youth, and to see if I could not learn what they had to teach, and not, when I went to bed, discover that I had not enjoyed them more.

I sang the song because I ached to express myself vocally, to engage others musically, and to see if I could not allow my emotions to flow, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not contributed.

I wrote the words because I wanted to raise some questions, to prove that I am multi-talented, and to see if I could not bring people joy, and not, when my pen was silenced, find out that I had not spoken up.

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~ by etaya on June 10, 2010.