Neutral Buoyancy
Returning to our breath
Forcing a wave or rushing a dive — expending air — depleting energetic homeostasis. Enter the depths — deep within the sea of oceanic home welcoming embrace.
Deep dive — diving deeper — in unknown realities. Black butterflies flyby — mystical drawing of a daydreamer’s drifting thoughts — painting the Canvas of Life yet again, effortlessly.
Breathe in — up goes the buoyancy flow — rising with greater speeds if breath is left unchecked. Breathe out — down goes the rhythmic bobbing ascending to descend — rocket ships depth seeking return.
Pause
Observe
Every inhalation — releasing the rising pressures — returns the favorable exhalations. Like the ebb and flow of surfaced waves — we bob toward the stars — or sinking oblivion’s depths.
Balance is restored
Observe
Just as the sunken ship calls to the divers — like a mermaid calling to the seaman’s delight — the crashing waves command the surfer’s rite. Inner-world unfolding — outer-gaze withholding — one wrestles with the crashing sounds — the other effortlessly paddling in neutral buoyancy.
Mastering the breath — paddleboarder fusing — shredding with floating mysterious — onlookers perplexed by his presence. The others head straight in — hoping to catch a wave — whilst the master of breath — paddling parallel to crashing winds — glides right in.
~Ani Po
