Meditation
It is supposed to be “fierce,”
this meditation,
being present,
fully alive
to my pain.
But why would I
want to do that?
There is pain enough
in the world,
in my small world,
in my hands, my feet,
in my heart.
This meditation promises
calmness, clarity,
better sleep.
Less pain,
more love.
A magic pill.
Take two
and call me in the morning.
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I hear you and not sure there is a magic pill
Agreed!!!
I like your Meditation which through the poem becomes one’s mediation with one’s self. How to explain, how to stop the pain.