Sitting closer to my cells,
Settling into self,
Heart swings open.
Eyes relaxing,
Aperture expands,
Softening wide-eyed alertness.
In various daily meanderings,
Breathing deepens,
Vistas widen, pace slows.
Breathing rather than panting;
Considering rather than fretting;
Being rather than doing.
Ann Beth Blake
(c) February 8, 2014
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