To myself, the one
Beloved who I have become one with
Chew slowly
Live without regard
For the opinion of others
For in myself
I’d rather eat miracles
To be unified, to love
Beauty, to thrill with purity
To myself, the one
Isn’t so far away, to live simply
Without demand, to give
Daily to the brotherhood of Man
Chew slowly
The time as it flies
For dessert is always love
Higher love, diviner lover
Freedom as the food of the next world
Chew slowly, through the crowds
These faces just like yourself
All emanations of the one
Chew slowly, do not
Strive to make others like yourself
But strive rather to learn more from them.
Photography Credits: http://browse.deviantart.com/art/candy-of-the-cellars-376134050
Wuji Seshat 
Read your poem a couple of times and you become at one with it.
I love this. Thank you for sharing.
Thanks Gina, it’s one of those ‘enjoy the present’ odes…
Wonderful!
Reblogged this on Dead Stars and Poetry and commented:
“Chew Slowly” is good advice.
Thanks for the reblog.
No problem! Great piece!
“I’d rather eat miracles.” Beautiful.