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Doorstep Ashram

  • sharnarosebevan
  • Apr 13, 2023
  • 1 min read

Updated: Apr 17, 2023

Thursday 13th April 2023


Sat Crossed leg,

Half lotus,

Incense burning,

Wafting in the wind.

The sun kissing my face

As I breathe consciously.

A shadow falls across my face

"sorry" says the postman

As I take my mail on the doorstep.

"No problem" I assert.

I am all tits and fluffy slippers

On a pink fluffy heart cushion.


 
 
 

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