poem: Reflection

I believe
that the only other opportunity
that I would have to reflect,
for as much time as I do,
while sheltering in place,
despite the lessening of restrictions,
is if I lived in a monastery.

Here, in my quiet dwelling,
a one room apartment,
with everything I need,
for constant contemplation,
and no distractions,
as l long as I have the fan on
for background noise, or
my earbuds, while listening
to music without lyrics,
I remain in stasis; yet,
am able to plumb
the depths of my soul.

Author: Tzvi Fievel

I have B.A.'s in Psychology, and English; and, a certificate in psychophysical re-education. My spiritual journey, through many transitions, culminated in taking the yoke of Heaven upon myself.

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