There is a still point after exhalation and before inhalation, where nature gathers energy and momentum.
Three Deep Breaths
Someting Beautiful
Bronze Dancer
A bronze hanging dancer
Catches my eye,
Shining en point,
In arabesque.
Still, for only
This moment.
Soft tones of gray mist
Cover the hills like a blanket.
Winter.
Breath Meditation
Fogginess inside.
Breath stirs life.
Shoulders and jaw release,
As breath begins to flow
Throughout my body.
Each breath with its own momentum,
Builds power
As I begin to move and shine.
Saturday, December 26, 2009
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