I want to drown,
to become oblivious
to shrill, airborne, insistent thoughts;
to sink into deep, deep stillness,
and tune myself
to the song of the distant whale.
to become oblivious
to shrill, airborne, insistent thoughts;
to sink into deep, deep stillness,
and tune myself
to the song of the distant whale.
© Sr. Sandra Sears CSBC
6th February 2015
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