So nice
to simply stop
and just enjoy
Not try and move anything
not try and fix anything.
My engine is off.
My foot off the pedal.
It is in the not doing
that is sweet and rewarding.
So sweet feels like
An effortless space
to glide as if on
Hawks’ out spread wings
To glide for as long
as wind currents provide
I feel like
a bird in a birdbath
or a kitten with cream
on my whiskers.