I am full without sickening
I am whole without regret
I know nothing but this present
And I am
All that I am, was, could possibly, might
BE
It's just everything
Wrapped up in a grape leaf
Layed for a time on the grill
And served hot-cold new-old well-preserved
To anyone who can pay the price
Knowing that they're whole
With or without
Coming and going
Loving and being loved
Remember, forget
But
Just do
What is before you