ZEN

ZEN

A Poem by Rene Velez

My fingers drumming steadily on the table,
I am in a zone of Zen,
clear of mind but not focused,
 just a blank stare of oblivion,
my other hand holds a pen...

Likened to a samurai before duel or death
only the now is left to mock the present,
seconds to render it's beauty
at best I engage in my quest

I seek the majestic in my mental plain of creativity
connecting spiritually, the body physically weak in my art,
words possess the strongest form
Here is where I find my heart,
unguided,
I will find my way...

© 2011 Rene Velez


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Ah... and here I find that Champion of The Pen. :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


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JCP
I find myself there every time before I write. Nice job man!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Great write Rene--Aidz you beat me to it!

Posted 12 Years Ago


FIRST!!!

As always Rene a kewl and superb write :)

Posted 12 Years Ago



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