Poetry

Meditative Thoughts by Rachael Holmes

Inhale the bitter cold, Burning my cheeks, Inflamed, blushing, In pulsing thought. Exhale warmth, Watch it dance in a mist, Before succumbing To the seductive breeze. A relaxing zephyr Becomes intrusive. Meditation demands The mutually exclusive: Reflect and dismiss the abyss. The mind settles, though actively seeks, To breathe memories, I refuse to release. This… Continue reading Meditative Thoughts by Rachael Holmes