Photo: Bush walking off North Road, Margaret River, so peaceful, and a great place for pausing.
It’s a transformative experience to simply pause instead of immediately filling up space.” Pema Chodron
Breathing Again
Days are full when minutes need counting,
like rear lights on dark rainy nights
life blurs at the edges
and falls into emptiness,
an incomplete memory
trailing and fading, autumnal,
causing a semi colon moment,
a thought arises and time slows
feeding on silence,
holding self motionless with ease,
lost in rabbit holes unconnected,
smiling inwardly,
breathing again,
noticing.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
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