The body speaks in no uncertain terms: July 25th 2004.
07/25/2004 03:10 p.m.




I thought in so many words
Moved indecisively
To a destination
I wasn’t sure
I was going.

On arriving
I found my MOWGLI, waiting
Sensing my every move to be.

He knew before I knew
Sensing through his body
I was still uncertain
Muddling in the quagmire
Of ever conflicting thoughts


The body speaks
In no uncertain terms.


Note:
MOWGLI is my three-year-old Dalmatian son. He would always know my movements before I am sure about it.





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