May everything go right, May we all feel peace, And we may all heal.
May we all decide, To live in the moment, May all shed off Our memories of lack, Our painful past, And wear a smile, And ponder for a while, How our souls From fear of lack Lead to some greed, May we gently From this be freed.
Clutter crowds the mind, Creativity gets no space, And is left behind.
Why do we accumulate, More and more, When we know for sure, We can use only few, So keep the best, Declutter helps us cure, Brings us mental peace, We feel sanctity pure.
We have to leave, All this behind, From time to time, To ourselves, May we gently remind?