put my mind to one side
away for a while each dayin order
to just be
meditation
let this perpetual thought
subside and rest
while the cloudiness
cleared and readied
for a new day
when dawn comes
all will be well again
the bright rays of morning
always missed when it rains
obstructed view
receiving a letter
remembering a face
the brother missing
present peacefulness
my guru
listening to the river flow
knowing I cannot send
a reply fast enough
send him a thought
om—nothing concluded…
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