Sonnet 6
Beginner's mind, they say:
no predetermined outcomes
or perceptions. Openness.
Awe before the moment.
Tender footstep pressing tufts
of dewdrop-beaded grass.
River flowing. Sparkles of light
amid the gush and foam.
Far below our agitation,
stillness. Sing from that place.
In silence, sing and breathe.
Embrace the offerings
of peace, of light. Yes, be
embraced. Be held. Behold.
Poetry by Uncle Meridian

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Written on 2023-03-06 at 00:30




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