Nectar for the mind

Today the only peace I have to offer lies in this photograph.

Too many things are calling at me:
the cat, crying to come into my office;
the dog, stumbling blindly across the deck;
the dishes piled upon the kitchen counter,
stacks of paper everywhere.

Time to put away the weedwhacker and its cord,
the bucket and the hose, the laundry;
Time to fix the broken lightswitch
til the electrician comes;
Time to box up all unwanted clothes,
and break down all unwanted boxes.

I'm glad I stopped, if only for a moment,
and took the time to breathe.
Breathe in for all the ones who cannot take the time;
Breathe out this feast of color;
Nectar for the mind.