On Meditation

Voice of steady calm

deeper then deeper still

Distractions tossing pebbles

soft rain upon windowglass

Drawstrings of a satin bag

closing loosening bound escapees

Crumbs dropping in silence

a straw grass collection plate

All those memory hallways

nebula of evermore faded rainbows

Maybe mindfulness intends

less nothing more everything

Freedom for wandering

fragments thought long gone to dust

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