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:
day after day
their lives didn’t meld
didn’t jell
they crashed
like the waves to the shore
sometimes
in a peaceful bliss
more often
as in a raging storm
the differences
divided them
their passions
united them
it wasn’t a gale
they had to weather
Reminds me why I have to get back to my practice….love the piece, love the peace.
Namaste my friend,
D.