There was a meditation waiting there this evening
Like a calling to my inner, jaded soul,
A quiet time, a silent time, no thunder,
Unplugged moments, vested in the whole.
There was a blissful time awaiting when I got there,
After exercise, manipulations, poise,
There was a special room with mats and scented candle,
Aromatic with defeated noise.
There was a benediction bathing while I moved there,
Mere murmurs in my mind, released, slowed time,
Baptism of my body, with deep breathing,
Mind, spirit, earthed again, fine-tuned and realigned.
scottishmomus 