What My Soul Longs For.

by Chris Kamalski

Thanks, Anne Jackson of flowerdust.net for this post:

A DAY OF REST

As we spin with the world
Rotating among
The stars and particles
Swirling around us
Tides ebbing and flowing
The moon and the sun rising
We must command
Ourselves
To simply stop.
To simply be.

(Breathe in the air
Not polluted by hurry
And breathe out the spirit
Of mercy and peace)

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