Rejoice for Breathing In

Here is the other poem I wrote on the silent retreat, inspired during a meditation led by Pir Zia focused on the inhalation aspect of breathing.

Inhalation Exaltation

I am a hungry shoreline,

sitting before the immensity of Air.

Ancient currents that have soared across the waters,

pulled deep inside the gills of fish,

blown life into every fire,

thinned to encircle the greatest mountains,

quickened in the muscles of dinosaurs,

intimated every tortured being and their torturers too,

cojoins us all inside one epic truth.

We enact this dynamic balance, the warm-bloods and the green ones,

co-emerged to purify one another,

we dance life alive,

together continually regenerating our most precious resource -

the earth-halo atmosphere.

Her hair rustles

oh Great rushing wave!

I open my mouth and it comes into me -

washing my throat,

breaking against the bronchi of my lungs,

feathering out, beloved breeze of life through my blood,

into every tiny articulation of me, each cell of my body,

heart,

unfolds into my spirit

awakes the secret centre,

golden-eyed wormhole,

me.

A short eternity, then 

enticed by the outgoing tide,

I try to remember this place as it recedes,

delicate chatter of wave filtering

back through a million polished pebbles

to rejoin the formless ocean, source of all.

I am alone, and for a moment all is silent.

And then,

I see the great tide returning to me,

And with Great rejoice,

I open my mouth again.

~sab,

With wifi and hifi thanks to Rachel,  after a nice walk at False Creek I'm sitting @ her office - Compass, in Vancouver. Highly recommend their new book: Structured Decision Making!