the meditative mood
a breath to refresh
a breath to cleanse
exhale….
hurt
ache
& pain
reclaim
existence
finding creation
your own universe…………………
(the completed work in book #3)
Explore:
a poet's playground
More from the playground:
you know the answer
a storm
that just hovers
above
even on the brightest day
the storm clouds stay
just enough
to leave a chill
and a dampness on the skin
leaving the question
always hanging
why
why
why does the burden
lay so heavy
Reminds me why I have to get back to my practice….love the piece, love the peace.
Namaste my friend,
D.