MeditationA Poem by Just JayrenListening to the
loquacious spirit that works endlessly to
make sense of my world the tantric nature of silent
chanting which only my heart can
hear Darkness looms outside
the sanctuary I’ve created yet my eyes do not tire
yet my mouth does not
yawn yet my mind
consolidates all attention to the voice To the voice every
second is a critical juncture which must be utilised
with zero hesitation Fear is for the fearful
Fear is for those who
see with eyes that are only opened Fear is for those who
are frightful of the unruly The voice has whatever
name is assigned But Grace soothes my
mind with effortless ease © 2012 Just JayrenReviews
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Added on June 22, 2012Last Updated on June 22, 2012 AuthorJust JayrenLondon, Lewisham, United KingdomAboutFor those who are wondering, yes Jayren is my real name. more..Writing
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