Our Song

Breathing in, I am breathing in
Breathing out, I am breathing out
In
Out

Breathing in, my breath grows deep
Breathing out, my breath goes slow
Deep
Slow

Breathing in, I feel calm
Breathing out, I feel ease
Calm
Ease

All phenomena are temporary
They are subject to birth and death
When you remove notions of birth and death
The silence is called great joy

What are we to do with the creation of the eternal All before us everyday expanding and contracting above our heads in the heavens and in the unfathomable seas in our bodies? There is wonder in knowing that reverberations make us cry and laugh and that our deepest rage is the same that moved everything into itself from the void. Flickers of joy the same that lit the first movement of what we call life, sighs of relief the calm of death. We are everything and nothing, light twisting the darkness, the center flowing inward.