Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

I’m into you and let’s just leave it there—
I’m into you—and you don’t even know
and that’s alright for now—forever not
perhaps—so in the long run, please catch on.
I picked a hand of water stones to throw
like antelope stampedes away—and got
a new idea: waterfalls I spawn
within the middle of my oceans flow
instinctively as robots, led and sought
from sources past to hoped-for futures—gone—
I don’t know what it means to love you, so
I’m unaware how you’d divide a lot
of wants from truer, lower needs dead-on.
—communication doesn’t clear the air.

This poem made a really cool mantra pop into my head!
"Breathing clears the air, deep, long, mind-emptying, cleansing breaths."
Your poems always give me some sort of message that's timely.
I dig reading them.
H

Thanks, H, for sharing your mantra. Awesome meditation for a morning sun salutation and good for my little talks with the divine. hope you don't mind me borrowing/appropriating....