Seijaku
Trains and buses, planes and cars
busy circles round and round
buzzing an abusive pace
Where I sit inside my head
where I choose to navigate
worries not the noisy light
Gardens of a silent world
open always as we dream
not just for a slumber’s rest
Set for me as flowers grow
softness of a soundless scene
one and world can coexist
As I sift through time and space
I am still as mind declares
movement, there is none at all
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