new keys, bright engines, faraway skies,
every horizon shimmering with wanting.
In the hush of a gaze,
devotion rises.
The dog knows one world: the friend beside it.
No hunger for more, no thirst for elsewhere,
just the sacred of presence.
Grass breathes beneath paws.
A bench becomes universe.
We chase every shining thing,
stack our days with noise and need.
Still, there waits a lesson in that patient chest —
a beauty so simple we almost miss it:
the heart learns wholeness
by staying close,
by loving one thing utterly.
