A Roomy Poem
I found myself
In a room larger than I’d ever been
Witnessing untold luxuries
Treasures seen by so few
Jealously wandering and wondering
Who so ever in habits
Could ever holy know
I really due
Need
To get outside more
I am a big fan of Rumi and roomy. I suspect being in nature is a more pro found venture, offering mysteries and answers to mysteries, than any of our most glorious cubicles and treasured tech. If you doubt such veracity: get out!
