MID-NIGHT PONDERS by Abby Jean

May 8 ’16

It is the night.
I don’t feel fright.
I feel just right.

My logic tells me to be upset.
By events, by people I just met.
By my increasing debt.

I laugh instead.
My soul giggles in my head.
I’m alive, I’m not dead.

What is there to be frightened of.
When I’m rooted in the earth below, sky above.
When I’m created, alive, living, from pure conscious Love.

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