Meditation
The heart beats faster and faster louder
sounds words and thoughts quiet down
I drift off to the islands of childhood
body and soul are still muted
they float on the other side
thoughts merge with water
I swim deep into myself
wandering without tips
for transformation
I drift off
getting ahead further
deeper and deeper
heart beats more slowly
becoming quieter
Poetry by Anna Banasiak
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Written on 2017-07-27 at 20:26
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