Catching up on assorted tasks,
From grocery shopping,
To food preparation
To sewing patches and mending shirts;
These ordinary chores
Take on such beauty
When seen through opened eyes,
When light shines through the disguise,
For then one sees
How marvelous the mundane is,
That we can go through such motions
As if they were devotions;
Each tiny effort
That we make,
Is like another miracle
Of form and action shaped,
Then delight infuses all we do,
Creating each moment anew,
In every movement of the hand
Is such music to the mind;
Knowing getting involved and standing back,
Are just complementary modes
And nothing serious to hold
But only a game that takes a little knack.
What a great way to strive,
When what we need to do to survive
Becomes a celebratory act
Of reveling in being alive;
So often I’ve dreamed of a day
When I could work only for fun
But now today what I formerly thought tedious
Has been transformed into
A multitude of means through which to express joy.
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