Of a mind to purge and clean and somehow turn my small house
into a brilliant soaring space spread with tall clear windows
revealing masses of sunlight, the traverse of the moon, the habits
of trees, convergence of planets, partnering of birds, flight of bees
the ceilings so high that all my remarkable ideas and lofty plans
have room to float high and higher gathering courage, bursting
with aplomb, becoming ever wilder, freer than even they
could have imagined, before being caught on paper and
brought to life for others to see and know and love.
Wow! You make the idea of cleaning sound great!