Post by 57 - Cheryl on Jul 2, 2009 4:31:49 GMT -5
Holding onto the memories of music,
and voices of the people I love,
tingling and vibrating my eardrums from hearing aids
or the chirping of birds in weeping willow trees
or the sound of wavy water-
that cleansed my inner-being
always left me in the mindset of tranquil peace.
Holding onto toxic waste-
of the thoughts that criticize my soul-
from head to toe, from mind to heart,
in which I am ready to let go!
This too, shall pass.
and voices of the people I love,
tingling and vibrating my eardrums from hearing aids
or the chirping of birds in weeping willow trees
or the sound of wavy water-
that cleansed my inner-being
always left me in the mindset of tranquil peace.
Holding onto toxic waste-
of the thoughts that criticize my soul-
from head to toe, from mind to heart,
in which I am ready to let go!
This too, shall pass.
