In Contentment

Stillness in me
no thought roaming free
and this I am content to be

Hushed is my breath
lulled my sway
Peaceful I am, and for now will stay

For mine is to soar,
reckless in time.
Searching for aspects of being and mind

But here in the bosom
of winters’ concern.
Still I am, and stillness I learn.

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