Breathe

Poetic meditative reflection

WE are the blade of grass,

Tickled in laughter,

The dew drop trickling down our sensitive form,

WE are the drop of water that came from the stream,

One moment we were striding,

Next flung onto the verdant green,

WE are the rock by the gushing stream,

Radiant with life in all its earthly gleam,

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We are the frog perched on a rock,

Croaking a song in the twilight breeze,

WE are the expanse,

Stretching beyond time,

Beyond the darkness,

Beyond the light,

WE are the stillness,

That always is,

Breathing.

As our collective lungs fill,

A sigh of blissful peace.