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Meditation, First Foray
Our mantras chosen at random from a basket
It was my first time at group meditation
I was one of a dozen invited to attend
The leader modeled the mood, set the tone
Her velvet voice urged finding our way to say
Our mantras chosen at random from a basket
The mantra I held was Shan-ti
Each recited their unique phrase or word
It was my first time at group meditation
Energy emanated from the circle
I felt a peace I’d been seeking for so long
I was one of a dozen invited to attend
Today's theme: A once and unruly mind
Suggested form: An invented form called Cascade. Each line of the first stanza is repeated as the last line of the successive three stanzas.
