I sort through banal things,
Long known to everyone,
And why flee
From fullness in the home?

I will rethink,
I will reorganize —
I will put on what isn’t worn through,
Finish eating, so it doesn’t sour.
I don’t chase after extras,
I don’t buy needless things.

I didn’t rush like an arrow,
I relaxed, I stretched out.
I got rid of the fuss,
I drank my fill of peace.