Balancing Act
Sitting alone
among the multitudes,
evening meditation
takes me surfing
cicada waves
on the crest
of seasick
serenity.
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Sitting alone
among the multitudes,
evening meditation
takes me surfing
cicada waves
on the crest
of seasick
serenity.
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chance: just found your poems, love all 7 so far.
my wife gardens/farms near Maysville and I kinda watch her and write really bad poetry about it,..hard life but it doesn’t interfere with my meditating and yoga
I surely look forward to your next 23 entries
Thank you so much. Sorry it took me so long to figure out how to post.
Your poem made me think about how hard balancing life is nowadays, finding a quiet place in the middle of this chaotic thing called life.
Thank you for this high compliment.
Thais great way to describe the cicada sound. Waves.