Living Zen Life

wood creaks in this old complex
early morning skittering on the roof
rats or crows I don't know
I've finished weekly laundry
wondering what to do next
sitting quiet for long periods
isn't easy to do 
I pick up poems
Li Po, Robert Sund, ShiWu
stillness hovers
making me close my eyes
gathering heat outside
I could clean something
straighten or organize
that done it's only eleven o'clock
promising a long day 
temptation to do something
anything as long as it kills time
"...as if you could kill time without injuring eternity"
says master Thoreau.
It's almost lunchtime.