What Meditation

W What slithers in the mind, gnaws at my peace
O Other people's words, to which I assign a motive
R Rather dwell on verses of Scripture, sonnet or verse
D Deliberating on sounds cast awind, torture me alive
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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February 11, 2020 at 10:35 AM
Inspired, of course, by Son of Spock and his recent poem! thanks PS community
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