Poetry

Being Peace

Like a second skin
I exhale my worries and woes
For I am not them
And they are not me
Fallen into the ground
To dust be transmute
I absorb
Natural goodness of the earth
In through my feet
Into my lungs
Into my heart
Building blocks of peace inhaled
For I am serenity and tranquility
It is me and I am it
I make this so

Debbie Gravett © 2020.09.23
Image by Tim Hill from Pixabay

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Debbie Gravett

A word painter; a story slave; a believer of magic and mystery; a lover of life.

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