if a long breath running the entire
geographies of lungs pushing ribs
to meet Buddha at crossroads
of acceptance what lies ahead
a mystery of line interrupted exhales
if a breath running third eye to toe tip
stumbles on ego unchecked clutters
catches on exhale convulsively
coughs stuttering staggering on
pretending nothing wrong sighs
if a long breath runs head on
into grief bound muscles frozen
nerves afraid of release in terror
of acceptance wilted buds empty
promises exhausts nothing
if a long breath unexpectedly relieves
heart bleats slow blood falls down
pools in flattened arches stills
heels no impatient taps soles
quiet not running away freely exhales
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