Simple Enjoyments S. Cat Apr 18/04 Does anyone still enjoy reading poetry A simple pleasure, just for its own sake? Without delving into the hows, whys, Wherefores, what sense does it make? The beauty of a bright bouquet of flowers My enjoyment comes from pure pleasure Not in understanding their genetic codes Rich, heady aromas, that's something I treasure The beauty of a melodic musical composition Makes no difference knowing a note should be whole I don't need to know exactly how it's all written The music enchants me, I feel it envelop my soul The beauty of a succulent piece of fruit Lies not in my knowing horticulture, how it grew Its sweet tartness ripples across my tongue I just enjoy the texture and taste, do you? The beauty of day's dawning or sun's setting It matters little in knowing the dispersion of light I don't have to know how all our universe operates The sky awash in glorious hues, pleases my sight So the next time you read the beauty of a verse Stop worrying 'bout counting out each beat Enjoy for enjoyment's sake, it's quite simple Who cares if it's done in four or five feet?