I
emptied the matchbox from all the burnt out matches
I
mowed my overgrown lawn, I tidied the shed
shredded
my wedding photos
swept
behind the fridge
organized
my chaotic underwear drawer
arranged
all my books in alphabetical order
threw
away all the odd socks; I gave up finding their pairs.
A turmoil robbing my heart’s quiet fell into peace, calm and silence
The
stars in the universe no longer disarray
The wailing of my soul began to wane.
