Sitting, Breathing

Listening to Chaotic tongue

Observing, Breathing

Watching panic in the streets

Shelves emptied

Stockpiled for may or may not be

Maybe a break is needed

Enter forest

Hear her cries

Inviting daily return

Turn off tele, internet as too

Return to place of Peace

Stillness as you be

My Heart to yours

My Love for you

Sitting, Breathing

Deep Peace to you.

~Ani Po

Call to morning sun

Warmth filling Hearts

Laying yesterday’s thought to rest

Giving thanks for teachings before

Rising to Eastern skies

Preparing body for service in the field

Looking to West

Destination in sight

Not really intent

Where to go?

What to do?

Asking Heart to lead the way

Travelling here to there

Inward and outwardly

Into the Void

Written or painted reality is so

Call to morning sun

Warmth filling Hearts

Entering Field of possibilities

Hearts painted reality.

~Ani Po