Ego slips
Like rose petals
Lightly and gently
Swirling
Into depths of calmness.
The wobbling waves
Silence
And life sings a prayer
Happily
Beaming in the beams of nature.
And Eyes sleep
Under the lids
And I pray
“Let the fall continue
With openness of arms
And beatific smiles on lips.”
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