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JACC
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02/06/2022
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Musings of a Wordsmith - 9. Chapter 9 - Animal

Until one has loved an animal,
a part of one’s soul remains unawakened

Anatole France (1844-1924)

I do not know whether in this life
I happened to simply love an animal
from deep within my soul,
a soul seemingly unawakened.

I do know that I did love –still do–
like an animal does:
with no filters, no assessment,
no judgement about facts such as
if love given and love gotten
do ever balance each other out.

I do not know if I ever loved an animal,
I do know though, that I did love like one
and was happy when being loved
and suffered when not.

And I grew up, I loved and keep loving
just out of the selfishness to know
that it is loving like an animal
what makes me truly human.