On this silent shore I ponder.
Thoughts invade like rebel raiders
wreaking havoc on my serene state
only to incite and ignite these thoughts
into words, my stillness flows
like a crystalline river - deep and blue,
and you are the giver of all things
that desire has discarded. I find much
in my mind of thought to occupy my days.
© JPW 2013
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