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Simply Being

In the stillness

is the stirring

of the soul,

like a restless wind

carrying seeds

to fertile ground,

I sit awake,

aware,

of the deepest peace,

the gentlest calm,

that resides in the birthplace

of my being.

I abide here,

simply.

◄ Interior Intention

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Comments

Manish Singh Rajput

Tue 5th Dec 2023 17:09

There is beauty in stillness and simply living where your heart feels happy and at peace. I loved this poem, Hélène.
Thank you.

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