Repeated.

a misty morning,
an erie calmness,
slipping into the hands of God,
the rawness of nature grabs a hold,
drifting…
casting…
drifting…
repeated.

the mind is focused,
the soul set free,
a spiritual element of man,
silence shattered,
the siwash set,
the tail flutters,
tension…
a battle royale…
tension…
landed.

respecting the journey,
honoring thy life,
giving thanks,
bonked for the table,
drifting…
casting….
drifting…
repeated.

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Posted on March 9, 2010, in Reflections and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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