The soul on the beach
studies a textbook of philosophy.
The soul asks the body:
Who bound us together?
The body says:
Time to tan the knees.
The soul asks the body:
Is it true
that we do not really exist?
The body says:
I’m tanning my knees.
The soul asks the body,
Where will the dying begin,
in you or in me?
The body laughed,
It tanned its knees.
~ Anna Swir (1909-1984), Polish poet, translated by Czeslaw Milosz and Leonard Nathan
Words for the Year 
This touches me in a way that sparkles. I feel like blowing bubbles. Thank you! xoxoxo
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Awww, you’re so welcome, Mary. I’m glad you liked it!
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I am SO adopting, “I’m tanning my knees.”
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Lol. Isn’t that response so typical of our body when our soul asks, “Why? Why? Why?”
It makes me think of God…
“Why do bad things happen to good people?” I asked.
God laughed and tanned Her knees.
😉
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Oh yeah She did!
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