Cleansed

I stopped to check my breathing
while my soul wandered else where.
Pulling up memories
rooted in graves
long unkempt.
I am grateful
to allow resistance to fall away.
Letting emotions roll through
as the tides pulled by the moon.
What haunts the body and spoils the mind
drowning in a journey
that most have left unsaid.
I am still- as my heart races.
Fluttering as the fractals,
the visitors that come to assist
the cleansing of the essence
of all I have lived.

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