something in nothing
In the morning
when I first wake
The stillness
the silence
It my time
to focus
to decide
how this day will go
my will
my vision will form the the premise, the tone, the goal of this day
this morning I was tired
I wrapped myself in my blanket
cocooned in its warmth
Just for one day
I wanted it to be a 'not' day
I wanted to to have a 'give up' day
one day where I could hide, be tired and not do
I battled with my mind
I fought with my body
so I compromised
I gave myself not one day
but one hour.
my body thanked me.
my heart rested.
my mind mused on random things.
random thoughts.
and I rested.
after the hour
i was ready
to focus
the rest fuelled my creativity
ignited my mind
my focus
my vision for the day
to take time to rest
to slow down
to just sit and be
to smile
to revel in the art of doing nothing
to enjoy each moment
to know there is always something in nothing