Meditations From the Center: 2

by | Poetry

SUNDAY POEM

MEDITATIONS FROM THE CENTER: 2

In the center of my head is a rain-washed
dawning

In the center of my head cirrus
clouds cross a cobalt sky

In the center of my head a hermit thrush
sings sweet wilderness

In the center of my head a bare room
opens in the fragrance of your hands

In the center of my head is a mirror
in which your face is reflected

In the center of my head a wet beach
bears the footprints of your love

………………………………………………………….

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