It’s a chilly Sunday afternoon,
and beautiful soft lovely light
is streaming in
the windows, softening my interiors
sort of like this place.
I could spend serious time here daydreaming
and scribbling in my notebook.
And how I would delight in touching
everything on the table.
Why not devote generous space
to a room in which to bathe?
* * *
Peace to you right where you are.