My goal for this week was to post at least one more poem . . . Ahem, and back pat. I did. Then I said I had to write 3,000 more words on my WIP. Uh, Err, Well . . . I’m a bit behind there, but I have today and tomorrow. Be sure to check in with the other bloggers (to the right of this post) and see how they’re meeting their goals.
Walks down, then up stone-faced canyons
Water a trickle sound below the trail, unseen,
Promising a lake or bridge.
Breathing that empties minds and fills lungs.
Cunning in demands.
Stretches, long held, reaching toward perfect.
Beauty in flow
Breath at the center.
That moment at the center.
Life at the center.