Gravity Meditation
Nov. 18th, 2014 08:58 amThe world is vast,
and every grain of it pulls me
endlessly downwards.
My body is small,
my muscles weak--
to fight the world is impossible.
Yet I rise from my chair.
and every grain of it pulls me
endlessly downwards.
My body is small,
my muscles weak--
to fight the world is impossible.
Yet I rise from my chair.