My room is my temple-
I like it organized and clean.
I spent most of the time there,
i do have all i need.
The only reason i will get out of my room
is to socialize, eat or go in the forest to breathe.
In the afternoon the sun is shining through
the large windows of my room,
onto the desk that is facing
the full of drawings pin board wall.
My room is like my mind-
I like it organized and clean.
(both poem and photograph are created by me)
~if you can appreciate, please upvote and comment~