Nought

And suddenly, like snowfall,Nothingness descends.
Wooly clouds are masking the mind
The basket of dreams is rattling around
Sanity and good sense are tough to find.

The bliss of the naught, the null, the nil
The fuzz of the empty head
The charm of the cozy warm blanket
On my favourite side of the bed

The fun of wanting to do just nothing at all !
And a willing heart to follow that !!!
The thrill of shutting the door on chores.
The choice of silence over chitchat.

What an amazing blessing it is !
To be able to travel to nothing land
The foolish happiness of doing nothing,
Only a dreamy soul can understand.