A nap
Sunday afternoon
In the middle of winter
True delight
The sun
Shining in
Warms my tired self
Into abandonment
Dog sighing
Birds chirping
Serve to accompany
The stillness
And slowly
I drift
Not knowing until I
Have awoken
How long
I disappeared
Into a world of dreams
So welcoming
Sunday afternoon
In the middle of winter
True delight
The sun
Shining in
Warms my tired self
Into abandonment
Dog sighing
Birds chirping
Serve to accompany
The stillness
And slowly
I drift
Not knowing until I
Have awoken
How long
I disappeared
Into a world of dreams
So welcoming