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by seeker
Rated: E · Poetry · Philosophy · #2210389
Reflective meditation
At times, in quiet moments, lost in thought,
I feel a kinship with this living earth
And all the life that creation has wrought-
Through change and death, and finally rebirth.
To understand and flow with Nature's tide
Brings sweet awareness to the mind of man,
Its cycles of conflict, the pain and pride
Endured, resisted; and if once one can
Just watch its movement in the quietness
Of heart that's ceased its normal daily quest
To change what is to what should be, I guess
That life would have new meaning, and be blessed-
Conflict might finally end, and man could be
At peace with self and touch eternity.
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