Continuing on
With caught-uncaught,
Drifting up and down
Throughout the day,
Thinking of being everything,
Observing the routine
And wondering
Why it’s necessary,
As it all seems the same
From a certain point of view;
Maybe it’s worthwhile,
Either way, it’s all I know right now:
Doing laundry,
Meal preparation,
Eating
And washing dishes,
It all appears more so,
More enjoyable,
More meaningful,
When looked at from here;
I find it interesting
That this mundane activity
Should make so much sense
To me, when it’s so simple;
Complexity is suspended,
Pricey diversions are unavailable
To me currently,
But I don’t care today,
Contentment with the ordinary,
What’s present is enough:
To move, perform essential tasks and breathe,
At the moment these are all I need,
Even though, no satisfaction is guaranteed.
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