HOLDING ITS BREATH
medium: Ink, Watercolour, and pencil on paper
If We Let It
Often,
the mind
weaves tales spun from doubt,
fragile cobwebs
taken to heart,
crafted to deceive.
Yet, if we let it,
hidden from sight,
the forgotten window
of presence that never left
opens.
An opportunity
for deeper breath
now
soaked in quietness.
A timeless breeze,
an empty space,
the silent voice of knowing.
No purpose,
no beginning or end,
no reason,
just peace.