Aching muscles release their grip
as the waves rush to greet
to meet me.
Sleep calls me by my name, sounding
more than seductive.
Pitch by pitch.
Note by note.
Serenity graces me
with relaxation.
The sweetest kind
I've ever touched.
The gentlest touch,
that's ever graced me.
The barrier between meditation and my life
is gone.
Coexisting inside my anxiety.
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