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Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Tabula Rasa
by Justine C. Tajonera
When the clearing emerges
I see more things
come into
view.
I sweep away the clutter
and realize that there
is a beautiful picture
of my son
on the shelf.
When I hear the wind
and the sound of
my breathing
I create a listening
that opens not just
my ears
but my
heart.
The blankness of
serenity
is nothing like
despair,
it is a canvas
for majestic
actions
and rich tapestries
of all that is cherished
and rare.
(Jan. 19. 2010)
Image from http://www.flickr.com/photos/tortipede/3735937671/
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