To Be

To be unattached
From the threads of
Yesterday and tomorrow.
To embrace music within
And dance in the cool air.
To close my eyes
And see a bright, open path.
To sit in silence
And listen to my heart.

To understand the Mourning Dove.

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About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Country/Region: United States

Favorite Poets: I tend to read Ted Kooser, Jim Harrison, Billy Collins, Paul Simon, Robert Frost. I like minimalist poetry, and poems reflecting on nature and Mother Earth.

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Comments

Geezer

4 years 3 months ago

I will guess...

That is the purpose of Yoga. To let all outside influence pass and be one with yourself and the world. Nice thoughts and well expressed.
-Geez.
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Lavender

4 years 3 months ago

I've had a pleasant, peaceful morning. There was a Mourning Dove nearby, and I finally realized that it's not the unmistakable call of the bird that is meaningful, but its very presence - the gift of itself when it sits so peacefully with others and sings.
Thank you!
L

Lavender

4 years 3 months ago

Hello, Teddy!

Such sweet words from you! It was a precious morning, and I thoroughly welcomed every tranquil moment. Thank you, Teddy, for your kind comments!
L

lovedly

4 years 3 months ago

to be or not to be

in mourning
in morning
grief or no grief
we all suffer those moments
equally
the birds and the bees and we wee
lave
do read my GRIEF poemy
Let Grief Be Brief