Rethinking Things....And People Poem by RIC BASTASA

people are busy doing
a lot of things this december:
crowding in malls, taking travels.
others back home to join
with their roots, others simply
going away from them all.

so much energy is wasted.
so much money is spent.
until everything is consumed
but perhaps not wasted
really. Hmm, you have given
them joy anyway, parting with your
money, had become that easy.

to you now, money has no use.
you have no one to support that
consistently.
they are on their own now.
and nobody minds what is happening
to you.

well, back to freedom.
back to the necessities that
what is really essential is free.

fresh air here. a walk under the
trees.
strolling on the beach
seeing a much wider horizon.

you slide into such a space.
where everything fits and even
still roams for more
space, more thoughts,
which you have not met
before.

it is this silence within
that is making a feast
on you. this strength that
comes that you cannot
exactly figure out from
where.

it is this emptiness
that works
trying to give way
for more
strangers

not really people
but spirits
like the wind that you
breathe

in sealed lips
with mouths closed.