Do you ever get those days?

Ahhhhhhh. Peaceful days. Gotta love em. 

Do you ever get those days

When you just sit, 

And don’t need to pray, or pick at fraying jeans

Dig into a pit of grey 

to find something happy amongst a pile of shit

Where you only have to look  

and breath 

and thats enough, some days, for me 

Because when I get these days, though little and far between

I gleam, and seem for a second to glow

Do you ever get those days

When you just sit, or laze around

Making no sound, but gentle sighs, 

as the earth ‘rock a byes’ you, now a baby.

Where you just stare up into the sky

And don’t need to cry, or scream or even talk

But just let the mind wing its way higher, hawk-like  

Stalking big ideas on the site of your now calm mind.

Do you ever get those days

Where you just sit

Unwind into yourself, a big ball of wool 

unknotting itself, slowly, gradually

Folding like yoga in on itself.  

Where you just feel 

At one without your busy mind 

and understand that what you’ve taken ages to find 

was right under your now relaxed behind.