Not so hard to go outside and join
what has always been a welcomed part
of all that is inside.
When the world,
with all of its sounds and fragrances,
has provided an accompaniment
to all of my life’s moments …
‘tis altogether natural to mingle with her.
What could seem off-putting
to those raised in the silent and still,
air-conditioned dwellings …
is but part of the accustomed rhythm
and tempo of life,
to one who knows window screens,
insect sounds, and various crawly-creatures.
Forever-fresh is the sense of gross terror,
at the sound (somewhat akin to the flapping
of a balloon’s stem as air is expelled)
of cockroaches flying across the darkness
of the bedroom, in a hot Summer’s humidity.
Years of these, and other associated sounds,
have conditioned me to acceptance
of any source of potentially pesky
All combined to make going out,
into the total world experience,
a far-less intimidating proposition.
I can readily recommend the practice
of inviting, into one’s life,
all that one intends to, eventually,
go out and join.