Cool Clear Air Poem by David Harris

Cool Clear Air



Sitting on the deck
in the early morning sun,
the start of a beautiful day,
breathing in the cool clear air
as you sit in quiet meditation
with only the wildlife for company
to the start of a chill out day
to begin a holiday.
You cannot ask for anything better
before the hustle bustle begins
when everyone else has woken up.

Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: meditation
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David Harris

David Harris

Bradfield, England
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