TAKE A DEEP BREATH

Observe the field that lays out in your heart.

Is there a breeze?

Do you hear the buzzing?

Is there somewhere to land?

Is the breathing of the field flowing through you?

 

Give yourself to what it is.

All poems are breathing.

All faint echoes are beauty.

All loss is beauty.

All breathing is alive.

 

All singing is breathing, all breathing is singing.

What song are you breathing this moment?

 

3/15/2023

 

Ken Okuno