It is most arduous to be still,
To lay unmoved day to day,
When the spirit within is restless; creative; constant.
To remain unmoved
Because that is the message from Spirit,
As the Vast Tides and The Wheel,
Spin in their cosmic Circles.
All around me, The Storm,
As I remain centered within its Eye.
Auras coalesced by the dimensions around,
Calling, ringing, buzzing.
To lay still in the face of foresight....
Whether we like what we see or not.
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