During Meditation

During meditation
I look out the window
and listen to the forks
of winter trees
scraping the dull white sky.





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Written on 2025-02-09 at 22:17

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D G Moody The PoetBay support member heart!
This reminded me of a similar experience, when meditating, when the mind becomes peaceful and we see with different eyes.
Nice one Thomas
2025-02-13