Tranquil Lake Windemere

Simple Pleasures

Simple pleasures

I finally found time
for life’s simple pleasures.

No rush hour, no traffic jams!

No deadlines, no infinite queues!

No annoying haste between meetings

Or skimping on lunch!

I finally found time

to grow vegetables,
and bird-watch from my balcony.

Finally, I could clean tired closets,

slowly,
repair overflowing drawers, absentmindedly,

restore weary, dodgy appliances, carefully,
and even trim lint from experienced carpets.

I finally found time,
to potter about – and do absolutely nothing, without much guilt.

I finally found time to watch time passing – those days when it strolled by so slowly I could touch it.

I finally found time to watch old movies, to consume the sounds of my children playing; to referee their fights in slow-motion,
then watch them make up in seconds without holding grudges.

I finally found time to appreciate pieces of art loitering on my walls;

To dissect lyrics of old loved songs and explore the rhythms of irresistible dances.

I finally found time to play Scrabble, to lose myself in word searches, while listening to the hushed, mellow music or birds.

I finally found time to probe the probing light on my nosy Amazon echo and to watch life lived on the internet.

I finally found time, amidst the pain, the tedious and preventable anguish, the loss and the unsighted goodbyes…
to recall life’s simple pleasures –
those sweet, irreplaceable moments, the tactile treasures, which had slipped from view – before lockdown.

I finally found time to taste life; to drink unhurriedly, the enticing smells of freshly baked banana bread, and to eat the aroma of a brisk tea;
to linger aimlessly over breakfast, to relearn to play the guitar, speak in tongues,
and read that novel poised on the bookshelf

calling,
inviting me to write stories once frozen in time.

Ah!

I finally have time, to take my time; to breathe; and to take long deep breaths

and just finally take in

life’s simple pleasures…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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