sometimes i wonder

Does a city dog smell the sweetness of flowers beside the sidewalk? Does it hear the sirens of ambulances louder than its owner’s voice? Does it see rich and poor, or did a shiny rock catch its eye? Some days the city life seems so puzzling. We live in a world of our creation, but to create we destroy. It’s clear that the dog knows its instincts and acts on it. But do we remember ours? What are our instincts? How do we meet those innate needs or desires or beliefs? What is our purpose? It’s different for each of us individually, but together have we lost our common thread? Sometimes I wonder.


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