Meditate a While Date: Saturday, 8th March 2014 @ 02:53:54 AM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: spike a temple for its quietude, churches in their praise: incense and slow ritual marking holy days spirits lifted skyward, tonic for the soul: bodies healed in harmony feel the heavens roll embrace your mother Gaia, dance beneath the moon: taste the sacred and profane to make your passions swoon whisper to the angels, let faeries braid your hair: pulse along your chakras and move from Zen to there a place to sit and ponder, substance over style: the world can wait an hour, so meditate a while. This poem is Copyright © spike Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=177904