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Morning Meditations ( 4.11.17)

First, before I share the poem I wanted to wish you all  beltaed Easter, I kind of fell of the grid this past week and a half and now that I am on Spring break I am kind of just veging out staring at the celing instead of getting all the things I had planned to get done done. Anyway, I hope you all had a wonderful Easter and got to spend some time with loved ones.

Secondly, I did a reading of the this poem as with a few of my others but I need advice on how to share audio on this site. I don’t have a plan that allows me to so I nee to link it to another site. If anybody has an idea on what site to do that with or any ideas in general about the whole process that would be much apprciated. Until then, I will just share with you the written version and if I figur things out later, reupload it with the audio for you to listen to me nervous voice. Thanks millions for the advice and as always for reading.

 

Morning Meditations

the trees are dusted with the light of the sun

the grass is veiled with the dew of the morn

-ing rises, sleep slowly slinks away–away

and I

posed

with me spine to the rays

and my head tucked away

–away

the icy breath of waiting to be known

the burning pause of being alone

solitude, festering fear fades away–away

and I

posed

with leg over leg

palms pressed away

–away

the radiant tendrils of tranquilty

the dominant tastes of freedom and peace

being, I feel this life pass away–away

and I

posed

with my back to the earth

breath floats away

–away.

-Eva M.M.

” Me and the pen, we are one. If its ink would cease to flow, my ink would cease to flow.”

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I am a young and enthusiastic writer, fresh out of highschool and into college at IUSB. I babysit and work and live life to it's fullest. I write. I read. I do yoga. And plan to become. Yoga intructers as well. I grew up on a farm and can't,t wait to move back to the country in my tiny house I have already planned out. Sometimes I'm a little melodramatic but rarely. I'm a spiritual healer, a hopeless romantic, a book worm, and very nostalgic. Thanks for stopping by.

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