Meditating

meditating

I breathe
Cool, calm, collected.
Exhaling the fear, trepidation and anxiety
that life often produces.
As my mind roams free,
I envision a gardenlike
patch of paradise
where harmony flows over me
like water cleansing away
the day’s
woes.
The Zen like peace produced
in these moments
Remains

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