My dogs, my life, how they are entwined (and how things change): Singing our song...

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Singing our song...

3 comments:

Menzie said...: Yes! Lovely! I love to hear hound music!!!!; August 11, 2009 at 12:31 PM
Anonymous said...: Nobody does it better!!!! XOXOXOXOXOOXOXOOXOXOX Auntie June; October 19, 2009 at 11:17 AM
Blackswan said...: This just drove my basset Irishwolfhoudn and Saint Bernard nuts. LOL; November 27, 2010 at 2:11 PM

Dharma

by Billy Collins

The way the dog trots out the front door
every morning
without a hat or an umbrella,
without any money
or the keys to her dog house
never fails to fill the saucer of my heart
with milky admiration.

Who provides a finer example
of a life without encumbrance—
Thoreau in his curtainless hut
with a single plate, a single spoon?
Ghandi with his staff and his holy diapers?

Off she goes into the material world
with nothing but her brown coat
and her modest blue collar,
following only her wet nose,
the twin portals of her steady breathing,
followed only by the plume of her tail.

If only she did not shove the cat aside
every morning
and eat all his food
what a model of self-containment she would be,
what a paragon of earthly detachment.
If only she were not so eager
for a rub behind the ears,
so acrobatic in her welcomes,
if only I were not her god.

My dogs, my life, how they are entwined (and how things change)

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Singing our song...

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