Meditate
follow your breath
feel drift away
then be aware
violet smiling in the rain
crying rose her pain
stillness engulfing
calmness settling
nothingness erupts
we are on the slippery
run way going
is she sleeping in a
sordid dream
small miracles
in the thin air
grab it delicately
like her fingers
in flesh
caress it like her
hands confident
yet caring
patience is the virtue
of a saint
and
openness is the virtue
of a creator
meditate
you will be balanced
Copyright © Francis Osho | Year Posted 2016
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