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On lazy uneventful afternoons
     I sometimes venture into the quiet haven
        that is my occupied mind as if a voice 
        in the wilderness beckoned me there. 
          It's always my favorite place to go...

         on a day in disarray to contemplate 
      and expunge impurities that swirl inside 
  my head. I would sit beneath a tree as I trap
           myself in the undertow of reverie, 
    submerging in the depth of serene solitude. 

      I go woolgathering on certain afternoons
       in the meadow of my mind, listening to
         the wondrous cacophonies of nature. 
        How delightful the mellifluous sounds 
      of chirping birds? The rustling of leaves? 

        Myriad of memories I long laid to bed 
 would spring awake as soon as I close my eyes 
     My thoughts would swing like a pendulum 
            between the past and the future. 
     It's amazing how much the mind can hold! 

 A miscellany of thoughts would continue to rage 
   as I linger there lost in the arresting scenery, 
 taking in the invigorating zephyr; how it soothes
       my skin! It's the most beautiful escape 
            from the chaotic here and now

              On lazy uneventful afternoons
        I oftentimes linger there in meditation, 
     reluctant to leave such a peaceful oblivion, 
      but I must. I always do with bright smile
    as I open my eyes again to a peaceful world. 


Date written: 07/11/2016

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