Doing Nothing

I lay on the couch,

With blank expression,

And head longing for little sleep,

Doing nothing,

On this warm lazy day.

I stare at the ceiling,

Not completely plain white,

With thin cracks ,

That looks like wrinkle lines,

On a lady ageing naturally.

The couch is cozy,

Making  me even more lazy,

Though I have piles of work in process,

I m in no mood to start.

Soft breeze from the fan,

Blows on my face,

Making me relaxed,

And extend my break,

From tedious workload .

I drown into thoughts momentarily,

About work , life and future,

But come back instantly ,

To zone of  tranquility,

Living every moment at the present .

I still have few minutes ,

To do nothing,

And think nothing,

Except lie on the couch,

And enjoy the moments,

Of doing nothing,