Soul and Spirit




My Ventures

Sometimes i wander

on uncharted paths

lost to the world 

but one with myself;

Such comfort being bestowed;

i move, bemused with the

tranquil thoughts

being rippled

by the unfolding sights

and swishing sounds.

Such are my Saturdays.

 

On some Sundays, I go on expeditions

on the routes marked

to push myself 

more and beyond

to keep my spirits high and soaring

to bring succor to myself.





Poetry by Sona The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2022-11-13 at 15:49

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one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
Being "one with yourself" is a goal and a gift if you can attain it. You have attained it. I am trying.

A wonderful poem.
2022-11-13


Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
Keep up the weekend regime, my friend. It will all, serve you well, not only as you see it now, but as you will come to see it in the future.
Allen
2022-11-13


arquious The PoetBay support member heart!
In my younger days that pretty much summed up my Saturdays! Good stuff.
2022-11-13