A pose in meditation
I hold the stem of a wineglass, a pose in meditation,
cradling the glass as if it were an injured bird.
This is my moment of peace, my mind at ease
in stillness I peer at images and visions
tease my heart to recall my journey through life.
I need the grace to have clarity of thought,
an unclouded focus, an ungrudging acceptance
for moments of bliss, of loves possessed and gone,
of choices forged, rejected, and discarded-
I wish no barefaced cynicism, no conscience accuser.
Absolution is my own private, solitary affair
with unquenchable flair I will face life
in all of its stages in unfaltering whimsy -
not wither like a blossom in drought,
not a weather vane in a shifting wind.
@jjote021124
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