Pulse racing

When it goes, all my senses rally to drag it down

b e a t     b y     b e a t

calm thoughts

deep breaths

views of my eyelids

settle each muscle, let them relax

hang

Liquid tongue in my mouth,

dropping jaw

Temperature falls from my forehead and exits on a cool wind through the tips of my toes

Nature

Picture the “eat-breath-die” cycle of a peaceful animal kingdom

Reinvent our calm, belly to belly, with only myself standing here

Dream of possibilities

Wonder what is unfolding in a small fishing town on the other side of the world

Realize these moments are fibers in an elaborate tapestry, snowflakes in a daylong blizzard

Be at peace

Be.

 

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