small satori at work

wakes up ahead of me, don't know when it goes to bed after me, staying ahead of me, shaping my thoughts, awaiting my mortal response, holding me when i don't respond right, gently disappearing when i glow in abiding, this God particle in me...and in everyone around!

greenery of healthy herbs alongside our front wall are sacrificed to make way for the latest fossil fuel guzzler in the neighbourhood! corollary: the neighbour offers a toffee wrapped in glossy plastic in the evening in celebrating their new possession! what do i 'have' to 'celebrate' or 'offer' in return?!