The Practice

Feel the ground between your toes. 
As below you are held, above you are expanded. 
No matter your stumble, your bumble, play to find balance, 
And flex with that breeze which finds its way to you.

For as sure as the moon waxes and wanes,
The tides within you will turn.   

Release your pain, your sorrow.  
Send out your joy. Arrive at Now.   
Let all you feel be part of the greatest collective. 
Consciousness declares: You are not alone! 

You are one among many. 
We are many, equalling One. 

Sun on your skin, let the rays heal you and stoke an abyssal flame.
Fire and water existing alongside each other,
There is a perpetual fountain within each of us, 
Quell fear and doubt to crack open, to let it flow. 

Each posture, each breath, just as each moment,
Is an opportunity to die, an opportunity to be born.
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Sunrise on a new day