Shaleen Rakesh Poetry
Shaleen Rakesh Poetry
Saturday, April 13, 2013
Meditation
The blaze of
the new summer sun
looks at me
watches my body
I give up any attempt
at control
with only my skin to respond
only my surface
but I retain the possibility
of meditation.
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