Ray Lucero

A Special Place - Poem by Ray Lucero

I sit in the still quietness of morning;
Eyes closed, cross-legged
Breathing deeply, rhythmically
Random thoughts float by
like so many summer clouds
Brain struggles to replenish but
quickly yields to stillness…

My “Special Place”

That rests between;
Earth and sky,
Moon and sun,
Heaven and hell,
Euphoria and angst,
Courage and cowardice,
Light and dark,
Right and wrong,

A place of safety and peace;
Sanity and reason
Unlimited consciousness
Where true-self dwells
Where all is possible

A special place ruled by a single word…



Comments about A Special Place by Ray Lucero

  • Jeanette Krantz (11/1/2007 1:40:00 PM)

    i can imagine this! its lovely (Report) Reply

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  • (5/1/2006 6:55:00 AM)

    This does indeed sound like a special place, I'd like to go there too. Moyax (Report) Reply

  • (4/28/2006 9:24:00 PM)

    Ah yes been there a time or two. Well done!

    Patricia Gale
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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 28, 2006

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 20, 2010

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