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Mindfullness

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A room, I stand prone, an army assembled, yet feel alone.
The dark shade stalks, gnaws then absorbs mind’s edge.
Every morning waking to the day, a mountain to climb

Visceral fear focuses, as I fight to cross the threshold.
The dark shade consumes, dominates then mortifies mind.
Rhythmic battles,  inhalation then exhalation the only refuge.

A room, I stand alone, army retreated, yet feel alive!
The manic jester, strikes hard and true! elevating enthusiasm.
Each morning a wonder! a new day! renewed! Adventure!

Fearlessness focuses, as I jump the threshold.
The jester howls! dominates then rouses mind.
Rhythmic battles, inhalation then exhalation the only refuge.

~ written by me in Aug 2015

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