Poem: "NATA", FROM MY FILES!

The following poem is dedicated to Natalia Oreira.  She is a Uruguayan actress and singer, who works much in Argentina.  She travels and works also in Israel, and for ecology.  

"Nata", in Spanish, is the cream, or gooey, cheesy stuff that forms when milk is heated, which ricotta is made of.

I hope my father and Aunt Regina (they were still alive at the time I wrote this!) could understand and enjoy this poem!

10 July, 2008

"NATA"

It happens to me...

With each and every person I meet.

With the animals, objects, even trees

That I daily greet!

It happens to me...

I feel somethin' special.

It happens to me...

I can't hold it back!

It occurs to me,

That you feel also deeply inside,

And that something moves,

When we chat, or even when we gently chide!

It happens to me.

The floor moves under my feet.

It happens to me.

Good feelings with the people I meet!

It's special to me!

Everything that you sing or say...

I believe in touches of heaven...

In the breaking of each new day!

Explosions of rays and arcs of light...

Gently announcing a promised new way, great might!

When each puts their little quote of "iota"...

In the heating of the milk, comes forth delicious ricotta!

                                   By:  Karla (Bear)

(“iota” is the 9^th letter of the Greek alphabet.  In English it means “tiny bit”, or “small portion”!)