A Special Place Poem by Ray Lucero

I sit in the still quietness of morning;
Eyes closed, cross-legged
Breathing deeply, rhythmically
Random thoughts float by
like so many summer clouds
Brain struggles to replenish but
quickly yields to stillness…

My “Special Place”

That rests between;
Earth and sky,
Moon and sun,
Heaven and hell,
Euphoria and angst,
Courage and cowardice,
Light and dark,
Right and wrong,

A place of safety and peace;
Sanity and reason
Unlimited consciousness
Where true-self dwells
Where all is possible

A special place ruled by a single word…

Love!

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