Literature · poetry


I finally learned to surrender,
without resistance.

Inner revolution.
White flags swaying calmly in the wind.
The heart, not mind, is king again.

Anxiety and despair,
shadow ministers of the mind,
exiled and banished,
to the outer limits of consciousness.

Nearly forgotten memories returning,
like freed prisoners;
The children are free again!

Sublime surrender echoes
through every fiber of my being.

Thoughts are now like endless rows of soldiers,
all bowing,
in one direction.

Weapons down forever.
The time has come,
for everlasting peace…

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