It’s the time to unwind,
from the tangles of
the over-active mind.
Little by little.
Each loop entwined
within the tangled yarn unwinds.
I pick up the pieces of the story
that went out of sight.
Little by little.
Day by day.
It matters not
how long it takes.
Listen… can you hear the sound?
A dainty cat is wisdom purring.
‘Every flower blossoms in its own time.
Every petal’s perfect in its own right.’
