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The Leaf Of Me

A dislodged leaf my being floats away In the serene stream of contemplation From life's turbulent torrent Meandering in the cacophony current. To a remote placid cobalt lake it flows Soaks up the aura of dulcet dust Splashing from the sparkling sky In the sensuous dawn of sunburst splendor. On its bank stand the unruffled trees The branches don’t sway in stillness Their shadow on the lake lies unshaken For the squall has stopped to swipe. Motionless mist hangs static on solitude Until the drifting clouds descend With the whirl of the whistling wind In the turbulent lake the leaf sinks. Perturbed by the tumult from outside I take my tortured senses deep within To repose in the calm shade of isolation The miasma of mislaid identity melts away. I then perceive the divine artistry of soul Weaving the tapestry of profound peace In the sanctum of introspective aloneness I discover the drowned leaf of me lost. ______________ November 2, 2022 For A Brian Strand Premiere Choice Contest

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Date: 11/2/2022 1:57:00 AM
Lovely write, Subimal ~ enjoyed
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