Living eludes me.
Not in the humdrum day to day of it.
But the walking on the high veldt of it.
The swimming in a coral sea of it
The blue sky and mountain air of it.
In the pure clear desert nights of it.
In the highs and in the lows of it.
In the great joys and pains of it.
Life eludes me.
© Dave Kavanagh @ daithiocaomanaigh.com