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Meditation for the Past

Gazing down at my head      
au naturelle      
with new horizons melting     
I notice my eyelids grow heavy       
each slow       
steady breath       
arriving out       
and then in       
         
Out and then in       
breathing out      
and then in       
until wishes       
seem possibilities       
the past     
a snake's shed skin       
         
In the distance      
an invisible orchestra      
begins to play       
understanding the moment is now       
while the clock      
becomes a newborn lamb       
floating in perfect time       
dancing on clouds  
to the sigh of soft new shoes       
         
Tired memories      
are shrugged away     
falling scales from a wise old fish       
gently nudging the green glass      
of aquarium corners       
sinking slowly      
down    
to sleep for good  
on a sandy bed of forgiveness    
         
And when I am ready    
gently
as soon as I wish  
I may return       
from out      
and then in    
breathing       
out and then in       
to feel a gilded dawn       
filled with peace     
fresh understanding and love       
then taste the spiralling scent      
of the sweetest ruby    
rose
Written by Abracadabra
Published | Edited 6th Jan 2023
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