
Here’s our sugar,
coffee and rice
We enjoy your teas,
so many lentils!
We’ll take
each what we need,
no more
and we’ll leave
the rest
At the end
of each day
under stars
and over fires
Under no pretense,
over strong beverage
and each our dead bodies
under Creation
We will open our hearts
to each other
of Earth
And we will arise
the better
© Chagall 2013
