Trippin’ Over Rocks – A Poem

Day after dayTrippin’ over rocksSometimes I forgotMy own two feet.So I stand up tallTouching the EarthRooted deepLike an ancient oak treeIn search of stability. Truth be told –I keep trippin’ over rocksDay after dayThe mind forsaking me.So I slow my paceTake a break from the raceTo tend to each stepIn search of awakening. Yet, IContinue reading “Trippin’ Over Rocks – A Poem”

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