Thursday, November 21, 2013

Healing Basket

I need a place
     to sit and cross my legs,
where I can think,
a nest,
where rays of sunlight warm and coach my play
where moats drift by like smoke
where consciousness is dimmed to the present
where the Spirit slips through
     the morass of distractions
where I can touch the hem of his garment.

©2013 Judy H. Eurey


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