Take yourself to a comfortable place
One without pain, loneliness, or suffering.
A quiet place
Far from the stress of living.
Center yourself
Between the future and the past
In a time called today.
Experience the gentleness of the moment
Nothing is owed,
No obligations or responsibilities.
You are riding on the crest of a wave
Carried by God’s will and no other.
In this space you discover
How to visualize.
Words fall onto the page like raindrops
One at a time
Until the deluge
All of a sudden—
the page is drenched,
and a poem is born.
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