No Thorns

Trying to nestle into myself
without much luck.
Thorns of thought
edge out the silky roses
of reality.
Nothing disturbs reality.

I knock at the door
of my heart and the
mind answers.
I leave feeling dejected
and restless.
But nothing disturbs reality.

This reality that I seek
is known by many names.
Peace, contentment, ease,
nouns pointing with no thorns.

Vicki Woodyard

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