No writing on your sail.
No affirmations, not even "I."
Just let it ripple
in the cool steady breeze,
this breath.
No affirmations, not even "I."
Just let it ripple
in the cool steady breeze,
this breath.
The sail itself is the name of the Goddess.
You can stop rowing now.
Let the current carry you.
Throw the map away, the chart
of nadis and chi lines,
chakras and postures.
Who knows where you're going?
Destinations don't matter anymore.
Just sailing is grace.
Merely breathing in this body
is adventure.
And the sparkling sun on living water?
The beauty that shines
from your heart.
You can stop rowing now.
Let the current carry you.
Throw the map away, the chart
of nadis and chi lines,
chakras and postures.
Who knows where you're going?
Destinations don't matter anymore.
Just sailing is grace.
Merely breathing in this body
is adventure.
And the sparkling sun on living water?
The beauty that shines
from your heart.
Fred LaMotte
Uradiance
and photo of art too...
Uradiance
and photo of art too...
Art: Leonid Afremov
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