Poetry Life and Mind-ful Things

Where Art Thou?

Findest thine the soul of self
Buried in dept of solitudes
Where thou art in peace of mind
Tranquil to heart’s beat to life

The somber breeze passes not
Yet restest upon thine being
As forest’s leaves sing praise
Symphonic in combined pieces

From the moon to stars
The outers of space
Crickets chirp to night’s delight
To darkness that is truly not

Ocean’s seas pondereth waves
To orchestrate a solstice peace
Yet another player for thine
To bury thyself in solitudes grace

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