Restless Mind (Poem)

How to quiet my mind?

It often seems like a flock of restless birds:

The thoughts dart here and there, as they will.

I breathe and bid them fly away,

Yet they perch to preen and call,

Gently mocking my efforts.

Perhaps the greater wisdom

Says simply to allow the birds

To be as they are

And expand my limited meditation.

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