Ancient Leisure's Serene Joys

In realms of old, 

where time was slow, 

Where ancients roamed and let hearts glow,

 A world of leisure and pure delight, 

Embracing joy from morning 'till night.

Beneath the shade of towering trees, 

They reveled in the gentle breeze, 

Their cares, like whispers, 

swept away,

 As ancient leisure held its sway.

In meadows green, they danced and played,

 With laughter's melody, unafraid, 

No gadgets buzzing, screens aglow,

 Just nature's splendor, in an animated show.

They sought the solace of the river's flow,

 Its rhythmic currents, a tranquil tableau, 

Bathing bodies in cool embrace, 

As time stood still in that sacred space.

Through fragrant gardens,

 they would roam,

 Imbibing scents that stirred the soul, 

Tending flowers with tender care,

 Lost in the beauty everywhere.

Beneath the starry, velvet sky, 

They gathered 'round, with spirits high,

 Tales and legends spun with grace, 

Filling hearts with wonder's embrace.

Their ancient leisure knew no bounds, 

No schedules, stress, or restless sounds, 

Instead, they relished simple treasures, 

Moments seized, beyond all measures.

Oh, to return to those bygone days,

 Where leisure reigned in myriad ways, 

To rediscover that timeless art, 

And let true enjoyment fill the heart.

Though time has passed and eras changed, 

The yearning for ancient leisure remains,

 In seeking moments to unwind, 

We find a sliver of that peace of mind.

So let us pause, as ancients did, 

And savor leisure's sweetness amid

The chaos of the current pace, 

Embracing moments of ancient grace.