Point for Meditation
By Basil-tofu
The drumming hum of
Pounding water falling
Onto slick, smooth rocks.
The perfect background for
Thoughts, but they won't
Cooperate. My mind refuses
To think cheerful or light
And only congers
Fears and pain
That may or may not
Come to pass within
The bounds of real
And material life.
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