to breathe
in the universe;
to exhale
our very life unhindered.
it is this play of life
and existence
that goes on
between
the nose
and the lips
each passing moment
that we are
alive.
is the in breath
a moment to perceive?
no,
it is just the passing
of each nanosecond
that we pay attention
to life.
is the exhalation
a divine state of exaltation?
no,
it is just the letting go
of what the universe
truly gives for free!
it is the passing of breath
and the sojourn of time
that you and I
and this and that
and all or nothing
can become one
in the simplicity
of a moment
in time
where
there is no
this
nor
that
and all that is here
can be seen by you
and not thought of
as in a daze.
2 comments:
He hey, this was great! Thank you, Paul.
Gassho.
I am glad you enjoy these poems Uku, thanks for all your support.
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