Motu, at peace with hunger

Motu at peace with his hunger
As he waits for it could be breakfast, lunch or dinner
Like time never matters
he trusts it will appear
spiritual yet real

Not begging, not praying, not wishing, just waiting
now his eyes closed as if in meditation
with his ears awaker
in a slight movement - a distant dog? a barker

eyes closed, ears aligned to the w'hole'
not belonging to the world, to the dogs

peace transcends as i watch him still
sleep with a smile and thats such a fill
at peace with hunger