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My Mental Swim
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Under My Dome (aka When I pray)
Peace Comes...
Peace comes from the action
taken as I move.
Rhythmically.
Gracefully.
Pulling myself through the waters
Wide...
and deep.
I swim.
The laps long and the distances...
immeasurable.
For in the moment,
it is as if time stands...
still.
No ticks.
No tocks.
Only the sound of my measured
breathing and the soft stroking
of the water as I, like a swan,
glide with ease.
It is peaceful here.
And as I labor to find my center,
I realize I am serene.
Zen, even.
At one with the universe and all
around me.
And it is here where I,
think clearest, reason most accutely, and am at my most...
calm.
As I get from under my own dome,
my mental swimming complete,
the world is new, bright, and I...
am at peace.
