Stillness Poem by Jagannath rao Adukuri
Stillness
He stands on the other shore
Beauty comes to us in waves
Up there, he rolls them, softly,
With hypnotizing hand-motions
The morning is gilded and mystical
There are now only gentle ripples
I sit alone in the hotel room
My limbs stiff and my mind still
After several acts of inane tokenism
I have failed to synchronize
The movement of my body cells
With the music of his waves.
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5/4/2024 3:30:37 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I love the poem.. I love how you used waves to express things.. This was wonderfully written.. Krista