on a foggy evening
this poor bee got stuck to my windshield
i tried to leave it behind in some bushes in a stop attempt
before jumping on the freeway
she refused!
and more on a stubbornly fashion than a proud act
she decided to face what i think was his/her
detachment from life
ah! the imminent mortality!
she flew away, but i will never be sure
of her late fortune
once at home, i looked for some warm comfort
the nightly, almost automatic arrival routine
rinsed the tea pot, roar-boiled water
ripped the fragrant little bag of tea
instantly, a cozy feeling invaded me
an ease lifted my spirit
and my soul with the satisfaction
of arriving to one's home
and then i carefully read
my homely tea advice
and what is my surprise!
to my rhetoric on mortality thoughts
on a Monday evening
while driving a bee on the freeway,
i got answered by this anonymous tea-advice
do you believe in coincidences?
or...
do you believe in tea, bees, and home-made magic
in a foggy California town?
6 comments:
Hallo Berenice,
Read the tea bag text four times. Can't make head or tail of it. Reading Newsweek seems to be insufficient.
By the way, the bee incident could have been your death. Chasing insects while driving is a shortcut for heaven.
Cheers to you
Georg
hi Georg
Wie geht es Ihnen?
I think the tee bag tries to explain on a very strange English paraphrasing that if you have something to live for ('He who has a why to live') then you will find a way (i think the 'any how' is an old way to say somehow)
and on Nein Nein dear Georg, i am NOT as silly as to stop on the middle of the freeway just for a bee, but my English is confusing too heh heh, es tut mir Leid
the silly bee jumped in my car for a couple of streets, and then I stopped in a store for a couple of minutes before driving on the freeway again, on that pause, I assumed the bee would be gone... but no!! so oh well, I jumped on the freeway with her on the windshield heh heh, and then, she flew away as I speed... as you can see, I am not 'that' bee-compassionate... we shall call this the unintelligible-English post ;)
Hallo Berenice,
First: I never thought you silly, not even for a second. On the contrary.
I have a book somewhere, "Wasp" and it begins by relating a huge car accident with multiple casualties just because the driver was chasing a wasp that managed to fly inside.
Glad to hear that the tea bag English is Nostradamus-like even for you. Deep wisdom enshrined in cryptic English!
As to me - tea bag wise - I don't have any reason to live on. I just do it, can't stop it, the darned thing run automatically.
So much for today.
Cheers Berenice
Georg
ah!! hola again dear Georg, thanks for your reaffirmation on my intelligence, ha ha, i am rather silly sometimes but i enjoy ;)
and that Wasp books sounds interesting! another one to add to the list to read, talking about living, huh? one of the things i do enjoy of being alive is all the things one can squeeze into one's brain, sooo many books, ideas, sounds, images, and well one cannot get bored, depressed sometimes, yes, but bored, never!
and yes! i understand you with the "living 'cause the machine is working", i feel most of the time like that too...
but now & then, when i read something beautiful, or i listen to my favorite pieces of music, or i go to a concert of my favorite band, or when i watch a too pretty sky, i do feel the pleasure of being alive!! and i am really thankful for it
and then sometimes when i have these goddamn migraines and i feel awful, i wish my life is not so long if it's going to be in pain, but even in those obscure moments of pain, i am glad for the "unknown adventure" that we've been set for in this world
pretty cool chance we have to be alive, even if one doesn't know how things will end, well, we've lived, and i guess that's what matters
ah and nevermind the paradise afterwards, heh heh, for that we refer to your blog ;)
good week for you dear Georg!
I loved what the tea bag said!
If you have a 'why' the 'how' can always be dealt with!
ah thank you dear iditis
it took an English native speaker ('cause your 1st language is English, right? iditis???) to explain the phrase in few words
one of the things i haven't mastered (among many others) in this language, is the economy of words! English is the most 'efficient' less 'wordy' language in the world (i feel) but leave it to a mexican and she'll make wordy sentences when not required ;)
thanks for the simplicity and beauty of your words, glad to see you around here too
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