The Awakening. Poem by Driss Ezzireg

The Awakening.

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The road was long and lonely.
I was as lonely.
And long was the Awaiting on the road.
The Awaiting held my hand to the End.
The End took me, in turn, to a new road.
The new road is long and lonely.
I am as lonely.
And long will be...
Long will be...
Long...
The Awakening.

Saturday, February 20, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: awakening
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Abderrahmane Dakir 24 February 2016

Losing my awareness and awakens in living in the state of flow or in the zone. It's whole focus to live in the present. It called mindfulness. Thank you for sharing.

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