From the daily grind of life, with all its noise and fray,
We carve out time for leisure, to live life in a better way.
For when we’re at one with ourselves, we’ll find true leisure’s grace,
And then life will be a beautiful, fulfilling embrace.
When we're at one with ourselves, we find,
A grace that's true and pure of mind,
Then life becomes a beautiful refrain,
A soothing lullaby, a joyous strain.
Leisure, oh leisure, a state of mind so divine,
It brings us joy, and makes our lives so divinely fine,
In this blissful state, we're free to roam,
Our spirits soaring, our hearts at home,
The world outside fades, and we're alone,
In this sacred space, we're made whole.
When we’re one with ourselves, our souls take flight.
But leisure time is so
precious and rare,
Is only leisure time when it’s earned with care.
For free time, unearned and unfulfilled,
Can turn into soul-killing
laziness, so chill.
It’s only when we’ve toiled and labored long,
That we can truly savor leisure’s sweet song.
A time for solace, rest and relaxation, a moment to unlace, Oh, this sweet embrace of leisure’s gentle grace.
But only when we’re one with ourselves, we will find the space,
To truly savor life’s simple joys, and let our spirits race.


© Aneemkp