I Can't Recall

I can't recall a time
in all these years of mine
when I spent more time simply
spending time
gazing out an open, sun drenched window
watching birds at work
observing butterflies flutter past
and bees do their jobs
on the lovely flowers that surround me



I can't remember any time
when I saw faces so clearly
or thought as I watched people wander by, in the park
that I've been there, at another time
looked up at the sky with such acceptance
almost at peace, but not quite


I can't recall a time
in all these years of mine
when I wondered if I
am preparing to die
or simply finally learning how to live
and pondering the difference
very much too late