Lone Ghost

In Meditation...

I was standing still,
like water in a cup of glass,
but you came like a wild
yet glorious wind,
crashing my rigid mind
against the floor,
breaking its boundaries
into thousand pieces,
spilling my self
all over the place,
until it evaporated back
to beyond outer space.

Topic(s) of this poem: meditation, spirituality

Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 5, 2017
Poem Edited: Monday, February 6, 2017

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