Wait. I hesitate,
I can vacillate, translate, inflate,
celebrate, masticate, conjugate…
But meditate?
When I wake my mind skates
straight to figure eights. I cannot sate
the breakneck gait.
Meditate?
It’s some mistake.
Wait. Intake breath, deflate.
Thoughts abate, calm, sedate.
God awaits.
Relate.
From Slender Steps to Sanity: Twelve-Step Notes of Hope by OAStepper |
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