TIME OUT

In an armchair at the window
Contemplating, not wanting
The feeling to go.
Just being, with a mind
Drifting through images.
Not seeing the room around.

A leaf veined to focus on
Golden then it is gone.
A pebble shining from the sea
A cloud that floats over me.
Remembering bird song
And watching a graceful gull fly
Not dreaming. Wide awake.
Life is splendid.
It depends on what you take.
And why.

A pure note
A tings of expectancy
Even when housebound
The spirit can be free.
Drifting images appear.
A perfect rose.
The sky goes on forever.

I am happy here I suppose,
Undisturbed
May it continue.
Then unperturbed I hear
The doorbell ring.
Let it!

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