Enlightenment
March 16 2024
The puppy
has lived through all 4 seasons.
So by now, she’s seen it all.
I watched, as the months progressed
how she simply accepted
the weather as it was:
her serene indifference
was truly masterful.
I’d see her head out every day
and go about her business
without a care
question
complaint,
despite how cold, wet, inclement it was.
Undressed
and barefoot, of course;
a wild animal
out in the elements,
superbly adapted
to the real world.
Although I admit
snow was an adventure.
At first, she stopped cold;
perhaps, at the risk of projecting my own
human sensibility
taking in the wonder.
Or, as a wary puppy does
mulling the white stuff
before taking a chance.
Then porpoising through the drifts,
rolling and diving
and snapping at flakes;
her pure joy
putting me to shame,
jaded
by winter after winter.
How could they possibly say
animals don’t play
for fun alone?
As someone who over-thinks
I try to be stoical.
But she has no need
of human philosophy,
and I can only envy
her Zen-like acceptance.
I’m not sure what she remembers,
whether she plans,
has any sense of a future.
But I do know
she is fully in the moment,
exquisitely present
no matter what.
I could spend my life
seeking enlightenment
and never get nearly so close.
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