Not Quite Masterful Meditation
By Nariah
cold wooden floor hard, harsh reminder of a loving god a balance "come back (whispers) come back I am here too No hurry No worries You’ve created this world for a reason be here now enjoy it all of it" god as escapism (ha!) oh, I am! mantra repeated and with the cyclic nature of everything reality slips oh, and I am cold! I am! I am! Written March 25th, 2002 © on Mar 25 2002 12:56 PM PST 18 • 0 • 13
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