Mindfulness requires engagement.
If we see something,
we must act.
My only hand-to-hand
combat now is when
I merge my palms to pray.
But wait, there’s also
those times of bowing
to friends, saying
namaste.
When I can’t come up
with an answer, I know
that Grace will carry me
The longer I live,
the more I see
Divinity in everything.
My poetry spreads
at the rate it is meant to.
No publishers, please.
Guilt, shame, sadness and remorse
moved my past life.
Grace will carry me home.
I am ever striving for your happiness.
Have I been successful?
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