Thursday, November 18, 2010

18 11 2010

Eighteenth of November
No sense of urgency,
Calm surrounds me.
A breezy serenity.
I just take it.

Consumed by a quiet pleasure,
All good things.
Amongst the so called stress,
Hurry and consider,
I am defined by a mindful confidence.

In time, in time.
Faithful now, hopeful how,
Only letting sunrays affect me.
In a direction towards peace,
I march quietly,
So steady, so ready.
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This is to verbalize, a bit poetically, how humbled, thankful and conscious I am of having the opportunity to do the travels I am doing.

x. ac

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