And In My Meditation


And in my meditation, I find myself walking on a sea shore,
         under a night sky, and I notice my feet have left no footprints.
A deep blue sea is inviting me and I am drifting in deep tranquility,
   until I notice a beautiful black horse on the shoreline waiting.
I hear him beckoning to me and he bends down so I can climb on his back,
          I caress his mane, so thick and soft and we are thundering in snow;
through a dark forest and my raven hair is floating behind me in waves,
   but it is not my hair, it is the horse's mane and I am that black horse.
Then, I leap off a cliff and I am falling, falling, falling . . . 
          and I am a majestic white bird floating, drifting, dipping, gliding.

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November 23, 2016

Poetry/Verse/And In My Meditation
Copyright Protected, ID 16- 852-187-0
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Submitted to the Contest 241
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