A Simple Life - Blackout Poetry Notes

In The Mundane

Bloom wondrous and real
in the mundane,
roll in the sweetness
of practical and pure.

Listen to the quiet,
to the symphony of a happy life.
Let the love
sink in.

Home together on
Sunday morning
coffee cup in hand
is what I want,
I'm hoping someday
you'll understand.

Be wholly in the present
with good or bad
of everyday life.

Skim over petty troubles
and experience enlightenment.
The troubles we have
give us drama.

This is
one of those moments
when you have to
slow down
and be quiet.

Live your life
whole and organic,
you've got to be
a natural
among other things
so decidedly bourgeois.

She tells herself,
it is enough.
It's all right.
At home, she is herself,
she is herself.

Don't care about the money
after all,
the best days
were ordinary times.

Have infinite kindness.