Sweeping away dust calms the storm,
Wiping smudges frees my mind,
Mopping floors feels like a dance,
Scrubbing sinks makes thoughts shine.
Vacuum hums a soothing tune,
Polishing wood brings quiet joy,
Folding towels feels like a prayer,
Each sock paired, a peaceful sigh.
Windows clear, so are worries,
Countertops gleam, so does hope,
Clutter gone, so is tension,
Every sweep, a silent grace.