Looking inwards I see
Unrecognizable hues, contours, shapes
still forming
Familiar hands slip away
Loosening their grip
As I too loosen mine
I let them go as they float down
into the past
a haze born of self imposed boredom
my mind empties of ambition and
the edges of feelings are softer
rounder
less jagged
Calmness closes over my head
and engulfs me momentarily
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This are deeply personal musings. If these resonate within you say so.
About Me
- Seema at Dresden Walks
- Life has its own plans and I have learnt (gradually and wisely) to just go along. Sometimes I drag my feet and complain, but often I go along for the challenges.
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3 comments:
Keep up the good work. Have a great 2008! Cheers :-)
One of the zen sayings comes to mind as I read your poem....“Let go over a cliff, die completely, and then come back to life - after that you cannot be deceived.”
Thanks Marilyn. have a great 2008!
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