To be sensitive is to be alive. Vanda Scaravelli
Three Deep Breaths
Something Beautiful
Autumn leaves
Poised like scuplture
Each in their own gesture
Carried by
Mother Earth.
Breath Meditation
Breath grows
From its seed,
The center of existence
Of humanity
Of me.
A new power
Awakens,
Peaceful and effortless.
My body surrenders
To the constant rhythm
Of filling and emptying,
Life's energetic
Essence expands in the moments of
Resting silence.
Friday, November 19, 2010
Monday, November 15, 2010
Fiery Orange Leaves
Since the heart and breath are mutually dependent, the circulation of light must be united with rhythm of breathing. The Secret of the Golden Flower
Three Deep Breaths
Something Beautiful
Golden sun turns
Dark red and yellow leaves
Into fiery orange brilliance
Against the blue
Serene morning sky.
Breath Meditation
Mind and breath join
Resting inward.
The looming tasks
Of the day
Dissolve
Like pieces of paper
Falling away.
Breath by breath
Each cell begins to
Dance
In quiet and joyful
Freedom.
Three Deep Breaths
Something Beautiful
Golden sun turns
Dark red and yellow leaves
Into fiery orange brilliance
Against the blue
Serene morning sky.
Breath Meditation
Mind and breath join
Resting inward.
The looming tasks
Of the day
Dissolve
Like pieces of paper
Falling away.
Breath by breath
Each cell begins to
Dance
In quiet and joyful
Freedom.
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