AWAKENED

 AWAKENED

I get up and go to the kitchen.
I open the door of the fridge and stretching
 my right hand to the bottom shelf I work out roughly where it is and pick it up.
Then I go to the sink, wash and cut it into two.
I wish it were a Red Delicious with a ring of 
sugar around its core, which reminds me of 
my childhood. I lived in a place called  Apple Valley.
But it is a Golden delicious  less sweet and still a bit green.
I cut it into slices and while I am eating it , it always tastes
good to me, I remember Paul Cezane famous words:

 "Avec une pomme, je veux étonner Paris."
     " I will astonish Paris with an apple"

 And this is what I do every time.
Night afer night I astonish my stomach with an apple