Quietly
Quietly
My feet wonder down the path beneath me,
My mind follows,I-myself,arrive later,
I come here every year ,each has been dear,
Once again I stop to let my mind go,
Beyond the farthest sound,quiet has overcome time,
Suspended by a line -from the sky,frozen in motion,
Only the sun's shadows inch slowly along,
I close my eyes,I become as one with my surroundings,
I know,not who I am,my self is no longer,
Feeling a part of everything,feeling into the now.
Copyright © Ricky Brown | Year Posted 2012
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