POEM 8 – Trance

I’m living now,

lungs breathing, heart beating.

Leaving each worry behind

With every moment that’s fleeting.

Living every second

And each gesture has a meaning

Contemplating vices

Life’s for discarding or for keeping.

                          – Sadhana Rao

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