Zen

An ode to serenity

I breathe the immensity of silence;

A space where sunlight is a mist.

My hand touches my heart

And puts it to sleep.

 

I breathe and my eyes guide me.

My soul takes flight

To an unknown dimension,

High, very high, beyond the stratosphere.

Peace is a wondrous thing,

The eighth marvel of the world.

 

I breathe the aroma of cherry blossoms

And water lilies. I am taking a journey within myself,

Absorbing every candid atom of life.

 

I breathe so calmly...

In...

Out...

It is a voyage to infinity.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A beautiful poem. Meditation is very good for us. I like the description and story in your words. A excellent poem.
Coyote