From tiny beginnings to oceans I discovered the world in words


I sit, silence sings
the distant traffic sighs an
outward yogic breath.
– – –
In the breeze the grey willow
sways to ten past two.

Elaine P Morris (c)

Comments on: "QUIET TIME" (1)

  1. I had a few hours of slow breathing today playing ‘grama-mattress’ to my Little Miss. A mattress with a beating heart 🙂

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