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Meditation
Breathe in.
Hold.
Breathe out.
Breathe in,
Freedom,
And the heavens.
Hold,
The purity,
Of Father sky.
Breathe out,
The negativity,
And anger.
Breathe in,
The scents,
The cleanlyness.
Hold,
The purity,
Of Mother earth.
Breathe out,
The stress,
The pain.
Under the shade,
Of the pine,
I rest my soul.
It does not solve my problems,
But it keeps me level,
Or apathetic at least.
While meditating,
I can clear my mind,
And listen.
I listen,
To the breath,
Of Father sky.
I listen,
To the heart,
Of Mother earth.
They have guided me,
They have healed me,
They have held me.
They alone,
Have listened,
To my prayers.
Hold.
Breathe out.
Breathe in,
Freedom,
And the heavens.
Hold,
The purity,
Of Father sky.
Breathe out,
The negativity,
And anger.
Breathe in,
The scents,
The cleanlyness.
Hold,
The purity,
Of Mother earth.
Breathe out,
The stress,
The pain.
Under the shade,
Of the pine,
I rest my soul.
It does not solve my problems,
But it keeps me level,
Or apathetic at least.
While meditating,
I can clear my mind,
And listen.
I listen,
To the breath,
Of Father sky.
I listen,
To the heart,
Of Mother earth.
They have guided me,
They have healed me,
They have held me.
They alone,
Have listened,
To my prayers.
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