In a chair I sit and close my eyes,
No need to look around,
My senses hightened, sensitive,
My heart beat quickens with each slight sound.
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A great poem. Meditative state well described. To feel alive every moment, this is the ultimate way to be. Full vote for this.
Hi Sarah, An allusion to transcendental meditation, that we see in many poems of W. Wordsworth... I’d still find freedom in this peace.... Wonderful!