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Body is weak

separating like a fallen branch from resistance

mind, soul sits at bedside

waiting for meditation’s journey.

Let them reach the moon and look down

or play in starry lagoons

somewhere in travel, they may meet Asclepius

even though he has forgotten us by now

instruct them anyway for proper greeting

that night may smell of cypress

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© Tammy Mezera 2016

(Book- In and Out of Unison)

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