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I hold three rocks, in my hand
rolling them over, over,and over
leaving this reality behind, far behind.
I pace, I pad a path deep inside,
where reality has no weight.
I close my mind
listen to the warmth
each of my little rocks give.
A place of quiet Silence,
Dawn and Dusk,
Still and Solitude,
To just be and hold,
My sanctuary, safety, belonging.
To be where I belong within,
Strong enough to hold within
all I’ve denied myself.
Inner conscious to trust,
My own discernment.
Again in the quietness of half-slumber-
A dream of half-awakening-
I find the vision that blurs,
without the required stillness.
In the harsh sunlights glare,
I breath in behind closed lids
to pad the path into
the circle of my inner solitude,
Alas, reality still clings heavily!
My breath staggers, stutters, gasp.
Cool air breeze circulates
Within the inner grove I can not reach.
Be still-breathe- the panic will ease.
Let it all go… one, two, three…
Your core is strong, with roots that
Grow deep and wide
Your trunk broad and veined
-flow of energy that
Feeds into branches spread wide.
Lay here tonight, in this one moment,
to remember the strength and peace
Reality drains dry.