Saturday, April 2, 2016

Happy

            Happy

An internal job,
External seeking robs.
Places once numb,
Treated self as bum.
Pain as awaken and come alive,
What once was dead now thrives.
Happiness wells up inside,
Free of shame and need to hide.
Energy of secrets liberated,
Chain reaction created.
Awakened places of coma of soul,
Journey challenging, emptying yet full.
Meshing together places that grind,
Joy in integration of body, soul, and mind.

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet.

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