Poem: Breathing Like a Human

Breathing like a Human.

The chaos in there is distracting.
Images. Pictures. Paintings. Words.
Too many to absorb. Mahem enough
to drive a man mad. A normal place
until the day
you learned how to breathe like a human.

About this morning.

It is only 8:30, but already a good day. Meditation. Journal time. Breathing deep. Letting the poison evaporate. How the universe absorbs so much chaos I will never understand. But that’s why he is God and I am not.

All I have to be is human. Whew!


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