alighting
on meditation alighting
on being as if I were
an air balloon wide as a
field coming to ground
moored on a single post
gently widely
gently
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Writing by Maggie Highfill Fleming
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Funny…just wrote a piece about meditation…and balloons…in a way
Love the gentle softness of this.
thank you for your words; I also see this as a New Year wish as well …
I really love this.
thank you; happy new year
I love the doubling of the word “gently” here. It conveys a real sense of intimacy and compassion. Beautiful. Be well~
and thank you for your close and gentle reading