© Gina Marselle | 5 June 2021
Sometimes it means the world to still the mind
To meditate tranquility until your heart slows
Enough that the pump of your spirit is felt
Like river waves on toes
The earth moves so rapidly
But feels so still
Minus the early June breeze lifting hair tendrils wildly
As seen on the cover of an high fashion magazine
Sometimes it means the world to still the mind
To take a moment to view the garden as it grows
Memories come and go
Lingering echoes that disappear
Like rain in the desert
Then the quiet is granted
Even if it hurts
You wait for a sign,
Some hope
As it sits in your heart
Courage to accept the answer
Everyone has to let go
Mortals aren’t God
And cannot change or control the wind
Or a person
Only self can be directed into movement or stillness
Right now, just appreciate
The lull of meditation
This moment of serenity
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