a mental malaise
cascading
with
little form
less direction
inflicting
a mood
encased
in blasé
yet
boredom
can’t take hold
locating
the
just right
chair
the
just right
place
the
just right
space
the just right
……………….air
to breathe
freedom
from this disposition
seems
to be a task
alas
unconcern yourself
sit back
under the tree
of life
the 1
that birds
nest on
the 1
that squirrels
scamper upon
the 1
that invites you
to root
when moods
confuse the day
who
needs
a chair
who needs
a place
who needs
a space
just breathe
……………the air
just breathe
& share
your tree
of life
is always there
the moods
shall dissipate
just breathe
……………the air