An empty mind
holds no tears,
no sadness
for the past.
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Let Mind be Still
Hush quiet, the music begins, you tingle,
feel the chords pluck your heart.
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In a poets mind,
silence has stopped chatter,
traffic noise, childish play.
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Home alone and by oneself,
fed up, a sad unhappy me.
Life offers so little pleasure;
how dull and boring life can be.
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I consider how blossom trees, do
a stark impressive autumn strip, to
shamelessly stand naked through
winters frost and snow; stir to
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Soft light green
are the leaves of spring,
they energise, give new life,
revive, make new,
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The sun has set on yet another day.
I am relaxed and at peace as,
I listen to the sounds of the night;
an owl’s mournful hoot,
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Being Open,
Welcomes,
an honest word,
a sincere thought.
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