Poetry, writing Meditation November 11, 2014 fhaedra Leave a comment Why do you sit quiet mornings places where no light seeps in? I reflect pay homage dream hope to inhale one elusive drop of stillness. Share this:Tweet Share on Threads (Opens in new window) Threads Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Like this:Like Loading…