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Wide skies
Wide horizons
An eagle hovers
Empty your mind let your thoughts move through
Normally I struggle
But
Here
I can’t hold on
To a thought
To a worry
To a contemplation
Clouds move over
Every changing
Like my relentless thoughts usually do
Occasionally the clouds become stuck
Hovering over the valley between the mountains
Like the thoughts I should let go
Eventually the wind moves them on
into the woods
into the wild
my heart wants to run
my soul wants to hide
into the woods
into the wild
my mind wants to flee
my body respite
Mindful-ness
Mindless
Mind-Full
Mind-Empty
Nothing
Not even the birds
I hear my steps
My breath
And raindrops
Gently falling from saturated trees
Silver sheen
On bark and pine
Grey skies
Diamond droplets
My mind calms
I hold
Stand still
Listen
No more steps
Just the droplets
Still gentle
My mind calms
And raises from depths unknown
Pictures of inherited memory
I freeze
With pictures of wilder-beasts
Of teeth
Of claws
And threatening snarls
Archaic memories
Scenting
Listening
Watching
No smells but earth and rain
No sounds but droplets
No feeling of being watched
I continue my walk
But still sing
mo ghile mear
Poetry by Nathalie 