Drifting Into Calmness

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    Drifting Into Calmness
    My mind is drifting,
    My thoughts are shifting.
    What's this feeling?
    Is my heart healing?
    This calmness that has over come me....
    Not once did I see....
    For my horizon looked rough
    and rigid,
    My bones weak,
    My body frigid,
    No help for the weak...
    No sounds for the meek....
    "From where" I ask " Did this calmness arize"
    "From within" a voice spoke with surprise!
    You have finally found the balance
    between luck and fate,
    beauty and hate,
    The difference in truth and right,
    Like the shadows between day and night.
    Go forth in the world
    with your new learnings
    because your mind might drift
    and your thoughts might shift
    but the calmness that has encased you
    will lead you to happiness
    and greater earnings

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    DeepEclipse commented on Drifting Into Calmness

    06-02-2010

    I always thought that everything has balance. From the smallest blade of grass to the greatest building. Too much and you are overwhelmed. Too little and you starve. Maybe calmness IS that balance between the war of ourselves. Enjoyed the read.
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    Nicko7 commented on Drifting Into Calmness

    02-20-2009

    three times i have read this i get something different each time another fine piece of poetry
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    shugdaddy commented on Drifting Into Calmness

    02-14-2009

    lovely like your style you ccould tell that to your kids it very inspirational
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    Spacer commented on Drifting Into Calmness

    02-13-2009

    I liked the mellow Flow to this poem It was relzing almost like going somewhere else Loved that about it...
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    bforibus commented on Drifting Into Calmness

    02-13-2009

    mmmm. i loved this emotional poem. it was a tranquil breeze. that blew southeast. and i loved it
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    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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