Retreating into
Smiling indifference,
Then returning to
In, out, in, out,
Centering on the breath,
Throughout the day;
Making way,
Creating space,
Spaciousness instead of
Closed-mindedness
And judging;
Loosening the bonds
Between breathing
And all other
Aspects of life,
Which fade
Into the background,
Seeming less real, less relevant,
Comparatively unimportant,
Resting in this place,
Looking around,
Enjoying the inner view,
Peaceful feelings arise anew,
Fresh as meadow-rain-scented air,
Cool and gentle as a spring day,
No disturbances near,
Other than the mild breath-breezes here;
The breath whispers through,
Massaging the body
And soothing the mind,
Steadying, anchoring,
Settling the other
More turbulent winds,
Smoothing out extremes.
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