People of the land wait, on full and fallow,
and set aside is waiting, to full time, waiting.
I stood at the hazel tree in Herbert Park,
and thought of Yeats,
on a June Sunday afternoon, amid the cherry blossom,
and lazing families, footfall, football,
and beautiful Golden Labrador, in the afternoon
nap, beneath the cypress.
Sunday, listen to the plane in the sky sound,
drifting near and away.
Waiting on waiting.
Sabbath time, set aside,
fallow for full,
or, mindfullness.
Heart time.
Mindfullness Poem
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