It's a plan in itself, Not an open invitation for suggestions To go on long walks, or dancing, Or paint-balling, or take a drive Down to the beach.
It doesn't mean I am free To do one of the hundreds of tasks You decide are more important, In an attempt to fill my day With a different kind of meaning.
Today I am doing nothing, Because I have become lost, In a world where doing something, anything Is so expected of ourselves and each other That simply doing nothing is viewed As a waste of time.
We so rarely have opportunity To have the conversations in our heads That determine who we really are, As we watch the moments floating past, Lying under the stars.
Today I am doing nothing, Please understand that what I desire, Is silent doorbells, unknocked doors And that the phone doesn't ring As I curl up by the fire.
You have to allow a certain amount of time in which you are doing nothing in order to have things occur to you, to let your mind think. When was the last time you spent a quiet moment just doing nothing – just sitting and looking at the sea, or watching the wind blowing the tree limbs, or waves rippling on a pond, a flickering candle or children playing in the park?