circulation

when desire

is no longer

nourishing

the fear

of

never being good enough

breath circulates in the body

and peace inhabits

the heart

while softness settles

both in and around

one thing

touching the perfect balance

is one thing

maintaining it

another

surrendering to it

an embrace

beyond

comprehension

thoughts

when too many thoughts

and impressions

are wrestling to find

their proper expression

it might be better

just to keep quiet

the time

for the proper expression

to occur

no less

returning home

after having lost

faith

and become

just who we are

no more

no less

is exaltation

transformed

having no one to confide in

can transform solitude

into a burden

so heavy

it seems

unbearable

until the time

where that very same burden

is being transformed

into confidence

safe

never to feel safe

can

in so many ways

undermine the mind

that the track

of reality

is lost

there

when the burden of guilt

is beginning to

ease

it might be

there will be time

for peace

projector

what a relief

when what

is being projected

is no longer taken in

as true

by the object of

the projection

only showing in return

the story being told

to be taken in

by the projector

or not

circumstances

when we force ourselves

to turn away

from our inner truth

truth is lost

when we force the circumstances

in order to

express our inner truth

truth is lost

when we allow

truth to unfold

in its own pace

peace prevails