When In Full Meditation
Meditating I noticed:
The light is lightning,
a fillet of
clarity that
invent us
shine...
a placid lake
is a source of
meditation...
meditate is contemplate
the sky with the head
in the clouds...
I noticed that there is a
strange tenderness
on the cow that watches us
while chewing grass...
maternal moment
dense, intense...
closer, flowers
smelly opened
paths with perfume...
Trees look at the sky,
by the handmade branches...
turn to the ground
when it's night...
the rain raining on
a moving rain,
rain from heaven and rain
from the earth...
I realize that the river,
is current liquid life...
We liquids trapped
in veins, capillaries, arteries...
All this we capture
when we look thinking,
meditating... !
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