A Burning Sun

Sitting in a serene silence
having left chaos behind
away from the world
and its daily grind.
Sitting and letting your mind
stretch to freedom
and new universes find.
We can reach out
for any star we choose,
enlighten our world with knowledge
that comes from an inner truth.
Just sitting and pondering
as the world goes on by,
soaking up the things
like a coral sponge.
Making the road more tangible
for the day when we have to run
the mile of enlightenment
underneath a burning sun.

16 July 2008

poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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