Monday, June 25, 2012

Combat Zen

Sitting in the midst of chaos

In the lotus position

Trying to ignore 

The battle and the shakes 

And the thunder of the debris

Scattering and blanketing

In dust and plaster and fear

Ignoring the societal crumbling outside

And the trepidation on the inside

Peeling back the tremors

That coincide with the world

Through traces of a blue sky, blue mind,

Blue visions embanking

Support of an inner river

Bringing the satiating peace

That pours out before

Being swallowed through

The fangs of death.

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