stillness of being


My thoughts at times stir
the calm of my soul.

Seek, they urge;
hear what people tell you

“You need something, LOOK for it!”

My heart and senses

are put to work.

Casting about, I seem to find.
This is it

or perhaps not

May be that?

It does seem right

but not really.

It’s not the absence

that makes me restless

Knowing, I am calm again.

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Author: sandhya mendonca

outpouring of occasional whimsies

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