Feel the breath sing

When I meditate

I watch and listen to my breath come in…

And go out…

Over and over, I watch and listen.

In time, it can soothe my being like a miracle salve.

It is sometimes a whisper of wind; at others a rush of air like listening to gusts in the trees.

Here is a melody I can return to again and again

In any moment when a thought or sensation, feeling or emotion

Tugs us off center…

In any moment…

We can return.

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