Ode to the common people
I have such respect for the "ordinary people".
I like their simplicity.
I like their well cut grass
and Sunday barbecues
Especially the American bunch.
Despite all my judgements and POV,
I like them.
There is a sense of ease, and grace and life is good.
Even and especially when it isn't.
And yes people can say it's fake and whatnot…
But it can be real.
I have such respect for the common people.
For their marriages and their kids and white fences.
And soccer games, that I do not really like.
And even baseball, that I don't really understand.
I have such respect for the common
people.
Maybe, because on some level, on some days, I wish I could be just like them.
And have a simple life;
a life which I was ultimately not made for and have not chosen.
Still, I have such respect and love
for the common people.
And I bless them and I ask them, that they bless me.
There is beauty in the simplicity of the random chatter of Sunday barbecue behind a white fence....
if you have eyes to see and ears to hear.
I pray that you do, and I hope you are blessed by the greatness of the high blessing of
the common
people..
who are ultimately, anything else but
common.