So . . . I did nothing,
absolutely nothing
except sit in an easy chair where
I could see out the window.
I did nothing but watch
the sun cross the hardwood floor,
making golden puddles and
shifting the shadows
until lines angled
in a grid of windowpane parallelograms
with long diagonals pointing toward me—
or perhaps the reverse—
pointing away from me.
I did absolutely nothing
but watch dust motes drift in a flock
through a broad sunbeam
and think of how we breathe them in and out
all the time.
No doubt they are even now floating
on my out-breath.
Still, I did absolutely nothing
but listen to the Golden bark next door
until she was satisfied that whatever
she was barking at—or for—was
settled.
I did nothing but admire
how the sun glinted through the tips
of my cat’s fur,
outlining her back with white light.
Yes, I did absolutely nothing,
for, after all, this is the season of Lent,
and I have decided to fast
from frantic busy-ness.
Plus, my New Year’s resolution was
to reclaim one day a week
as a day of rest.
So all afternoon, I sat
in my easy chair
in the sun
with a view out the window.
I did absolutely nothing
and discovered that nothing
is really
Something.
– kh –
Nurture peace, cultivate kindness, and carry the calm.
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