Hepzibah
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Quiet (poems from the past)
How hard it is to listen to oneself,
in the quiet.
The ocean breeze envelops me,
and I remember to ...breathe...
Desiring the warmth of the sun
to bring my soul to another realm.
Resting, being, appreciating.
Thank you G-d!
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