Meditation
Sometimes i take myself deep inside of me to a quiet place.
I have no concept of time or things or space
I absorb the quiet. I listen to the voice inside of me.
So far away from what is outside, the world. The silence sets me free.
The questions that I ask outside, in the silence, the answers come from within.
The quiet explains where I need to go, what I need to know from the places I have been.
Ancestors voices I can hear in the quiet in the silent place..
The wisdom of their words so clear..
The power of the Grace.
Quiet deep, deep, disengaged from everything that in this World exist.
Until it's time to bring me back. The wonder of the return filled with peace and bliss.
Copyright © Janice Carolina | Year Posted 2020
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