Those surfaces of “wisdom”-
Protecting with thin papyruses-
The burning nucleus-
Of their weary souls-

With gazes-
Turning mortals into stones-
You neither turn nor stumble-
You simply LET them GO-
After they’ve left-
Just be and breeze-

Don’t give them any chance-
To pull you into their storms-
Just pull them into your PEACE—

© Dalia Lane

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