The Calm
Feeling, floatingIn a midst
Arrive at nowhere
Peaceful bliss.
Ornery days
Are there and gone
Seeking no one
Has begun.
Sliding into
Home of fate
Filling notions
Not too late.
Clean and smooth
Our story goes
Riding waves
As my soul grows.
5-31-09
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