House of Zen

Sit on a chair.
Cross my legs.
Take a deep breath.
Close my eyes.

my house of zen
greens all around
the air is calm
no one below

almost hear the rain
a bird chirping
alone at peace
my house of zen

thoughts of nothing
so scerene
my private place
my mood lowering

a deep breath in
feel it go
at peace with the world
at peace with myself

A car drives past.
A small child yells.
A door slams shut.
It's back to work.

I'm not in a better mood. This is a poem that I wrote awhile back. I thought you might need a pick me up after that last one. Be strong.