I can see my breath today
Changing direction with the wind
Giving its shadow to the ground
Soon disappearing, cold again
-a.r.
Photography: Numb by Shelby Robinson
~ by April on January 16, 2015.
Posted in Body, Death, Meditation, Nature, Poetry, Whimsy
Tags: Anatta, Anicca, Breath, Change, cold, Death, Dukkha, Expire, Impermanence, meditation, No-self, poetry, Seasons, Self, soul, Suffering, Winter
excellent
m lewis redford said this on January 17, 2015 at 4:47 am |
Thank You. This is what comes from meditating outside in the freezing cold. But it sure is a lot easier to “follow the breath” when you can actually see it. 🙂
April said this on January 17, 2015 at 10:33 am |