Traveling Lightly By Water Poem by Tamisha Bellamy

What time is it?
I do not know, nor do I care
Time to travel and settle myself in a private lair
Close my eyes and open my ears to falling springs
I stretch my body to feel the wind lifting from the tides
The Gardens of Paradise-I will soon see
Only aromatic and wholesome delicacies will take me there
To give my body nutritious treats, feels nothing less than heavenly
Cherries are down
Mushrooms are down
Tomatoes are down, and down go the finished garden salad
While noticing the enrichment in my palate, the Panama Canal beckons my skin
I am swimming and drifting further away from fat foods, war and rigidity
I remember when I was five years old, and it is that I am again
I am not temperamental or hungry
Being taken in by water and drowning in the clear purities is cool
This green fed duck is now full
Now I can tell about my adventure to everyone at the Le Cordon Bleu School