To Live Simply

Quietly, I chew a slice of an orange, Sticky and wet, but so exquisite. Quite often I draw vivid inspiration From this little well actually a glass. Silently, I sip until my tongue is drenched, All while I witness birdies sit upon branches. Slowly I tear away the violet grapes, Staring at the shimmery slices on my dish. Noisily, I peel away fruity flesh with my teeth, Feeling the splendid, tender juices tickle me. Pleasurably, I carry on devouring these treats, Such enjoyment indeed has never been so satisfying. Peacefully, I allow myself such indulgence, As I begin pondering verses for poems soon to be. Oh, yes, this is what it means to live simply, So darlings, see, this is why life is so lovely.