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by Tinker
Rated: E · Poetry · Spiritual · #2135935
A Monchielle
When in the Woods

Settling into stillness,
spine straight, shoulders relaxed,
lines from a Robert Frost
poem glide through my thoughts,
images never lost.

Settling into stillness
I open to the sounds
of a grey squirrel up high,
gathering for winter
and never asking why.

Settling into stillness
the minutes drop away.
Pain and joy become one,
one moment, one life time,
one with the setting sun.
         ~~Judi Van Gorder


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