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:
her own prison
no one
held the key
no one
had locked the door
she felt helpless
powerless
vulnerable
bolted within
the walls
imaginary barriers
built over years
unable to undress
the obstacles
while feigning happiness
in a psychologist session
disgruntled content
unable to process
Reminds me why I have to get back to my practice….love the piece, love the peace.
Namaste my friend,
D.