Meditation

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 K. Barratt

The Eastern wind caresses my hair.

I close my eyes to be enveloped by its kiss.

The sea holds my hand in the shape

Of a salty breeze, wind against wind.

And I, floating in between, breathing, deeply.

Finally.

I feel the sun softening above my head,

The violet shadows of twilight

Cooling the sand under my feet.

And I drift in a here and in a now

I don’t want to miss. The seagulls

Etch themselves against the

Peachy horizon. The night opens

Her arms of navy veils and pearly stars,

And I go back to the shack by the sea,

Where a fire and soup await for me.

And all is well.

 

 

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