Quest For Relaxation Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Quest For Relaxation
Awaiting more quiet times to be alone and enjoy
nature's ways again.
Hectic, frantic, stressed beyond comprehension
at work.
Looking for breaks to become complacent and at
ease with the universe.
It appears none of the above serenity is going
to happen so I'll try to squeeze in a few minutes
here and there to complete my quest for relaxation.
(1: 58 p.m. - 5/12/99)
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5/8/2024 10:02:59 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Breath is a grand purifier, matters not at the beach or in Hell fire! Breathe my friend! namaste