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.