It is just one of those days
Monday in the park
time on my hands
a pen and paper
my café con leche
lazy pedestrians on a sunny day
joggers and roller skaters
tourists fumbling through maps
pigeons waiting for crumbs
a flamenco guitarist playing
under a patch of green
across the lake
King Alfonso the Twelfth's
imposing statue
sun bathers and
lovers in row boats
laying the world aside;
others simply following the day,
and I ask myself,
"What would it take?
What would it take
to live every day
like a Monday in the park
on just one of those days?"