Cleaning the cobwebs

From time to time, the world gets away from itself and I away from it and thus the separation is seemingly infinite. After a return from these moments, it becomes necessary to clean. I have learned – strangely enough from my mother – that, for me, physical cleaning is a wonderful avenue to emotional and spiritual cleaning.

Cobwebs among the windowsills come down and lessen heavy woes about family.
Dust upon bookcases are temporarily lifted as are the academic anxieties associated with the items upon it.
Dirt from the carpet is gobbled up as are the burdens and expectations of others.

So in the moments when the world is too much to handle, I grab one instead and start to clean; at the end of the process, whether it is completed or not, I breathe more freely, inside and out.

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