Mind floats downstream
Void of thought or worry
Detached, yet acutely aware
Body, prone and uncoiled
Surrenders to gravity
Melting into itself
Light as air
Heavy as lead
Random debris
Floating in the periphery
Becomes conscious thought
Alive, vibrant and textured
Is fondled, savored, consumed
Then jettisoned
Body centered
Limbs extended
Palms flat
Floating in the stillness
The music of breathing
The one audible sound
Inhale…..exhale
Inhale…..exhale
Inhale…..exhale
Perfect stillness
Stark simplicity
No anxieties
No sadness
An empty vessel
Fortifies itself
For the new dawn
MSich Chronicles 
I physically felt this poem, Steve. Wonderful!!!!!!
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So did I
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That was clear and you conveyed it beautifully, as if you were in that place as you wrote it. Perhaps you were……
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🤩 Shhhhhhhh………
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insert many big smiling emojis here!!!!
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The alphabet must have inspired this. Specifically THC and CBD. Either way great stuff!
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You know me so well
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You took creativity to an entirely new level! I am kind of with Angela that the alphabet played a small part in this new form of creative! I loved it though! You are extremely talented with or without the new letters of the alphabet you are learning to appreciate!!
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My my….you write poetry, Steve. Good job.
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I try
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Keep up the good work.
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I love it! 😂👏😂👏😂👏
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👍
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That was very well-written, Steve. I enjoyed it and think you are a master at poetry.
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Thank you for those kind words. Truth is I find poetry extremely difficult and that is only the third poem I have ever written
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Well… there’s a first time for everything.
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great stuff Steve, you are a fine poet. I really enjoyed that
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