Listen to our mind and body
breathe the air,
channel energy to our organs
for this is a prescription,
a tool of life.
an aroma of calm and coolness.
slow, deep with no conflict
from a balanced mind
shaped by posture and poise
into silhouetted statues
with a whisper of rhythm
a silent safe breath,
repelling our past
into oblivion.
throughout life our breath
is liberty with puissance
that's why we pay
homage to the breath
to infinity and beyond.
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