Unfiltered from the heart

between the folds
& stories told (or untold)
there lies a space
of deep unrest

it is here where
the intention of equanimity
is put to the greatest of tests
constriction upon layers of restriction
to avoid feeling & allowing
out of a perceived need for protection

yet to focus on it is to miss the mark
bringing breath into its opposing parts
like a mirror
permits the opening of its vectors (don’t call me victor)
witnessing the exhalation
allowing the inhalation to flow
to where it needs to go

after many minutes of focus
& deep concentration
there is an exaltation
there are no words to describe this experience
without doing it a great injustice
& the life force moves again
the ebb tide flows
smoothing out the ripples
unfolding & unfurling
the constrictions & restrictions

agape on a sunday morn
allowing bygone regrets their due
there is no longer a need
for the binding of unrest

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