Emptying the recycling bin

Empty the recycling bins piled up on the veranda
You've thoroughly mopped the floor.
I wiped it until it squeaked.
I can't believe how honest and refreshed my heart feels.
Even if it is a trivial matter, wherever my hands reach
It feels really solid and reassuring to see order taking shape.
I find strength in these small rewards
I plan to prepare a generous dinner tonight as well.