Spirituality

I draw upon my environment

The soft glow of the candle

The sweet taste of the chamomile tea

Warms not only my insides but smooths

Over the jagged and raw parts of my nerves

My journal sits upon my lap

And through my etchings and scratchings 

I contemplate my life's secrets and questions

I draw upon these resources to map 

My way to understanding and truthful realizations

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[S.zaynab.kamoonpury]

Wow you draw from your surroundings and you muse in a very eloquent resourceful way and your poem reads awesome. Kudos!!

Plz do read and comment my newest poem too titled, "Dandy randy Tom cat."

[Chris Shaw]

Beautifully expressed. Your writing brought calmness to my early morning and I thank you for that. Candles and chamomile tea can certainly smooth those jagged edges.

Chris