As I get older

an unexpected, gently

spreading calm has grown.

It doesn’t mean life’s problems

have been solved or that

tension and drama have fled

the scene, but somehow

I’m becoming aware of

calm’s presence even

there and learning to root myself

in the settled spaces in between.


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One comment on “Calm

  1. This transition is lovely, Joan. I am feeling more calm as I age. I am not sure if it’s because I’m retired and the kids are all grown, or if it’s because I’ve been reading Buddhist dharma a lot more. I welcome it though.

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