Saturday, January 16, 2010

Tulip Beginnings

When the rhythm of the breath is in balance, there is trust in the present moment.


Three Deep Breaths

Something Beautiful
Tulip beginnings
Hints of Spring
Small and tiny
On a gray and cold morning

It's leaves make a pathwayFor a flower 
Who will declare Springtime.










Breath Meditation
My breath
Alone 
Is tired.
My breath, opening my mind
And body

To a greater universe
A hard working will
Idles
My breath
Softens
Letting go
Being held.

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