Dave BenOdafe


Sonnet III A Quiet Mind


A quiet mind, who can possess?
A mind placid and sincere,
Sublime, void of deceit,
A mind content in little,
Free from strife and trifles,
A mind empty of worldly cares,
Harbors no ill or evil intent, wishing everyone well,
Shuns hate and filled with love for all
A mind with wings to soar above limits,
Filled with faith and belief,
A mind filled with happiness and untold joy
Oblivious of all of humans' wiles,
A magnanimous mind that eschews envy and jealousy
Who can possess?

Submitted: Friday, February 22, 2013

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