In Meditation, by Austin Hoehn
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As I close my eyes,
I start to count slowly.
1...
2...
3...
4...
5...
while imagining the numbers like leaves faling from the
tree
6....
7.....
8.....
9.......
10........
every breath I take is like a gentle breeze blowing
each number gently to the ground.
Then pretty soon My breathing becomes steady, but slow.
I don't feel my body,
I feel myself floating inside my body,
like the leaves floating from the tree.
I don't even feel the bed that I know my body is laying on.
all my stress I had from the day, I feel slipping from
me,like whater through a drain. getting sucked down through
the bed, down to the floor,
leaving only the happy thoughts and feelings wrapping around
me, my spirit that is now at peace floating inside my body.
this feeling is so great, my spirit is at ease.
I feel no stress nor tention anywhere.
At that time in those momments of peace nothing seems to
matter
other then the feeling of being alive in peace with my
surrounding, my spirit that is connecting to all the
thoughts and feelings that are great in live.
floating in space and time, I can't even imagine anything
bad or stress full.
all that is on my mind is the beautiful world that is filled
with bold colors and warm sunshine.
with happy spirits (people) children laughing and playing
endless chatter of friends and family.
I never what this peaceful time to end, but something is
calling me and stiring me outside of my body.
My eyes open, I wiggle my fingers then my toes, feel my cat
brushing up against me.
I still feel at peace, but I know that life as a human isn't
all peaceful, but I know I can go and find my trueself any
time I want to.
by thinking of nature and the beautiful flow of a stream or
the gentle floating of leaves from the tree to the ground
I know that I will find myself floating gently in a warm
peace enviroment inside my earthly body. |
Posted: 2007-05-29 17:07:35 UTC |
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