POETRY MY WAY

The clock ticks..

The sun is bright…

My mind is racing

My hands pressed together

My knees bent

The silence is loud

My focus is off

My breathing is labored

My eyes are closed…

The clock ticks …

My mind drifts

The clock ticks…

My hands sweat

The clock ticks…

The silence is now comforting

My mind starts to focus

My breathing is calm

My hands relaxed

My knees start to ache

The clock ticks …

I am focused

The clock ticks…

I am at peace

The clock ticks…

I don’t hear the clock

My knees don’t ache

My focus is crystal clear

My heart is full of joy

My joy is overflowing

My hands are tightly clasped

My praise is loud

It is dark …

I am praying …

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