Quietly I sit
Good intentions:
Empty my mind; create a
Loving Focus
Surely this is the making of the positive changes I seek.
My mind is a wander.
Gently, I pull the restlessness back.
Loving Focus; Doubts
Intent on anticipated, desired Movement.
Stillness persists, Mind moves
Change: inevitable, unpredictable
With a mask of stillness I fuss, protest and
Quietly allow all that is, just is.
Donna
Sunday, January 21, 2007
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2 comments:
donna-
i really enjoyed your poem-it so captures therapy and life.
Donna, dear...,
Nice.
Altho I am not a big poetry fan, I enjoyed this.
I think "awander" is one word (predicate nominative).
Poem made me feel like you were here in the room with me! A-plus!
JoAnn B.
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