Meditation Chamber [Common Meter] Posted on March 30, 2022 by B Gourley He sat and stilled his weary mind, and his thoughts slowed their flow. Until he was a ceaseless void with nowhere left to go. Share on Facebook, Twitter, Email, etc.PrintWhatsAppMoreShare on TumblrTweetEmailLike this:Like Loading... Related
At the pinnacle of both achievement and despair. This is a powerful poem, Bernie. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply ↓
At the pinnacle of both achievement and despair. This is a powerful poem, Bernie.
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