My Chi
Letting go of the worlds Chi of pain, death.
I will go to a place of solitude.
A place where I can pray,
Where I can meditate to be at peace.
To purify my chi and body.
As I meditate to purify the mind and body
I began to pray to the Gods to thank them for this day
Of life.
Chontol A. Griffin
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