March 25, 2020
The Day
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The grayness of the day lingered.
Anxiety pulsed into the edges.
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Meditation struggled to calm.
Masked medicals added tension to the day.
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Groceries arrived with gaps.
Educated added slivers of paranoia.
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Walking outside glimpsed normalcy briefly.
Bedtime provided cushion for the gray.
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March 26, 2020
Teaching of the Red-Tailed Hawk
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the large wings of the
red-tailed hawk swish air until
she catches a wind draft
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then – yes then – she glides
I too in uncertainty
move myself around
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‘till I catch the draft
of air and then I relax
I let go in wind
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“remember” I tell
myself – “you can create
hawk’s quiet – just glide”
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March 27, 2020
Twenty Minutes
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searching for magic in meditation
my breath moves out and in – out and in
muscles hold tensions
mantra begins to sound inside my being
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out and in my breath moves out and in
ache to arrive somewhere
mantra reverberates into nothing
time disappears
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arriving disappears
questions slip away
time irrelevant
hold on to nothing
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no questions
no muscles
no holding
only – meditation
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