Sitting

As I sit in meditation;

swish of traffic,

caw of crows

screech of seagulls,

tick of clock,

hum of blood,

brain electric.

Legs crossed,

eyes rest behind their lids.

Clouds float by

with endless sky above.

Below, the earth

with seeds about to sprout,

creatures of the soil

the molten center.

Contain it all.

Let it all in.

Be it all.

Erase the barrier of the skin.

Hold it all

in peace within.

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