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Meditation

I entered paradise through the elaborate crevices in my mind Meditation was the door to the place I had never visited before I entered a forest and was overwhelmed by the jungle canopies. The infinite sky was blurred by the overhanging leaves There is beauty in your psyche Silence blanketed any semblance of my emptiness hyper vigilant to the wilderness my ballet soled shoes touched upon the leafy cushioned path I found myself kneeling with my finger tips cupped at a glistening pond Experienced the one and only moment of inner peace I looked over to my right, and saw a tiger drinking beside me in the moonlight His wide eyes bore into mine as his sand paper tongue dipped into the surface like a quill to ink the droplets of liquid silver dripped from his cheeks It was a moment of compassion, serenity, and harmony Guardian of tranquility I acknowledge the gift of insight my brain has concocted today Shift on my yoga mat, prepare to get lost once again by the power of my thoughts Inhale, and exhale.. Inhale and exhale Until my breathing becomes a vehicle Or rather a spaceship To that fantasy I am the only adventurer That has ever ventured to this place My mission to find my spirit guide Is my only purpose as my instructor states Entering the dark entrance to a cave I called upon my inner conscience asking it what it wants from me I struggled to concoct the form of it’s shape It twisted and contorted From a rabbit to a snake All the meanwhile the smokey spirals fought to embody imagery of my soul To a dog, and an eagle Finally it collapsed into a vaporous heap And rose from the smoldering grave as a neon techni-colored fireless Phoenix mythical bird It told me to love myself always And I would be happy here on earth.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 10/27/2010 8:22:00 AM
Interesting philosophical and thought provoking expressions, laura
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