Lungs of the world, Breathe with me. In and out, In harmony. Breathe in love. Breathe out pain. Fill my soul, With golden rain. What do you need to breathe out?
Desolate and vast, Storm rolling in. Life seems far away, But life is held within. Breathe in the quiet. Breathe in the calm. Narrow down to only now, Cause now is all there is. What calm can you find within your now?
A hundred fairies holding on, waiting for the tiniest wind to blow their way. With a summer breeze, they all let go, free at last to float high above. Drifting on the flow of tranquillity, Settling only on their destiny.
Lines of structure. Geometric energetic. Calming comfort. Toward the light of tranquillity. It is in the repetition of practice that we lay the foundations of structure.
The bark of the tree, aged with lines. Slow, steady, confident, strong. A shield from the world. Protecting the tranquillity within.