I count it as a certainty that in paradise, everyone naps.
Like a graceful vase, a cat, even when motionless, seems to flow.
~George F. Will
A slight breeze stirs tree branches
so shadow patterns play on the curtains
like candlelight in a drafty room.
The harvest is over, corn
stubble and weeds in the field. The sky is
soft blue, a few clouds in the distance.
I believe the world would be a better place if we all could stop in the middle of the day and just rest our eyes for awhile — to look at the inside of our eyelids for a few minutes, to pause, to pray, to purr with contentment…
…perchance to dream. Aye, there’s the rub.
Perhaps, we might wake with a new perspective and an improved attitude. Works like a charm for our grandchildren.
And for me as well…
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