Tuesday, February 16, 2021

Silent Meditation


silent meditation 

sun whispers poet’s verses  

birds sing their tune 


another cold day  
elders tell tales of colder days 
old tracks in the snow  


inside these four walls 

impatiently passing time  

waiting for green buds  


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