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Rolling in my elecution Dancing in my eloquence Alive in my institution, But stop a while and listen. Open Your palms. Breathe Like flowers breathe. Now, stretch your fingers Out like a lotus. Hard? Think of the flower. As it is to stretch your fingers out So it is a strain on the flower. Not easy to keep Your colour bare, But remember, If the flower gave in to discomfort If it gave itself away to pain Would the world be beautiful? Would the bees still hummer? Would the owls still ****** If the petals were like metal would We breathe at all today? Let yourself Fall open And keep it there As there's nothing better Than beauty bare.
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Sep 30, 2015
Sep 30, 2015 at 8:25 AM UTC
The Lotus Position
Rolling in my elecution Dancing in my eloquence Alive in my institution, But stop a while and listen. Open Your palms. Breathe Like flowers breathe. Now, stretch your fingers Out like a lotus. Hard? Think of the flower. As it is to stretch your fingers out So it is a strain on the flower. Not easy to keep Your colour bare, But remember, If the flower gave in to discomfort If it gave itself away to pain Would the world be beautiful? Would the bees still hummer? Would the owls still ****** If the petals were like metal would We breathe at all today? Let yourself Fall open And keep it there As there's nothing better Than beauty bare.
Just had this poem idea while trying meditation for the first time. It really was amazing.
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Sep 30, 2015
Sep 30, 2015 at 8:25 AM UTC
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