on love – “Nature Boy”
by richibi
unidentified
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for Danielle and Joe
a few nights ago, friends came over, a
young couple, in the bloom of youth,
relatively speaking, half, approximately,
my age, I’m seventy, for a glass of wine
during a conversation about the many
knickknacks scattered about my
apartment, pictures, paintings,
assorted paraphernalia, memorabilia,
they asked, was there one piece of
information I could give them,
something not just physical, but
metaphysical, that could lead to a
good and meaningful life
after cautioning that any answer would
be way too complex, the question way
too broad, I nevertheless trotted out,
convivially, a few words of ready
wisdom, a couple of trusted and true
maxims I hold in store for such
occasions, personal precepts,
however seemingly flippant, I
faithfully and diligently live by
pray for grace, for instance, make sure
your tie’s on right, the only two
practicable positions in any
predicament, I’ve found
later, after privately thinking more
about it, I realized there is indeed a
specific answer, I’d been singing it
already for a while, to help me deal
with recent, and even accumulated,
loss, it is the punchline to this
wonderfully enchanted
composition, called Nature Boy
the greatest thing you’ll ever learn,
it knowingly advises