Every breath
Balanced and synchronous with a mind that is empty
Not too deep never too shallow
An empty mind that soaks the now like a sponge
Brightening colours and warming the heart
Unbound by our psychological timeline
Inhaling truth and exhaling tension
I smile not for what future could bring
Or for the past that I have learned from
I smile for the path I am passively creating
And the life I am exploring
This very moment
A rush of joy flows through my body
With attachment to seemingly nothing
I am alive
I am being
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this is a draft that I did on the skytrain with my iPhone
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