I’m at loose ends today, and it feels great
not knowing where my stamina extends.
I listen to a prompt to meditate.
I’m at loose ends.

The kids away, I have spare time that bends
around my healing arm, my foot, all freight.
Discarding every list, no task impends.

I think I will unravel, rest, and wait
alone – I don’t want family or friends.
I’ll use today to just appreciate
I’m at loose ends.

(Roundel)