I’m sitting here taking slow, deep breaths, following the course of in and out, taking my breath as object of concentration, arousing concern, when it hits me, that I am my breath, a constant flux of in and out, so long as I am capable of sustaining this discovery and scrutiny.

4 responses to “”

  1. sounds like a peaceful practice!
    the body must be quite grateful
    having such attentive support
    of mind šŸ™‚

  2. Hey .
    I need help .
    Can you please tell me what my latest post and of two posts are similar.
    I’m facing some kinda bug

    1. Hmmm I’m not sure I understand. From my phone all your latest posts are different.

      1. What’s it.
        Is it
        “Father’s are wonderful” poem

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