18.11.12

In A Different Space



Today finding comfort in repetition, comfort in the fall of leaves,

comfort too in the sound of the heart's piquant pulse.



The mind acknowledging again and again  its 

beating, lub-dub – repeating, lub-dub – beating, lub-dub –

 its measured pace coming on strong and going wherever you are.



Wherever you are today I hope you can find comfort in repetition, 

comfort in the fall of leaves,  comfort too in the sound of the heart's piquant pulse.

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