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MONDAY’S POEM: No-place

Today’s poem is a bookend to Friday’s. Our Autumn weather here in Maryland is wonderful. Now all we need is a frost to bring out the colors!

No-place

It is a beautiful day with mild air and brilliant sky;
The trees, their light branches and leaves still so green,
Dancing in the breeze,
Doing their Qigong practice with the breath of Nature.

It is a high-pitched light vibration
That whispers joy, peace and surrender,
Echoes through the bubble that is time eternal.

It is a gentle kiss flirting with my light mood.
It tickles me with the chuckle of baby boy,
The chiree of high-flying hawk.

Then it settles, relaxing into a still space;
I exhale to rest in this no-place.

©2014 Richard W. Bredeson. All rights reserved.

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