#writing/poetry#poem-a-day breath inhale. the meditation dictates I take in the energy of fresh faces, new life sources exhale. the meditation commands I blow away the stress of the glowing screen.
Confusion and Gratitude; Anger and Wonder can all exist in the same instant germinating and thriving in the same space co-mingling in the same breath.
Isn’t that the prowess of humanity? The ability to feel so much difference at once, senses overflowing with sensation. yet adapting, persisting, moving forward still.
inhale. my body pleads I force tension into my fibers of being exhale. my heart softens I release pilled-up wisps of expectation.