Breath of Being Mindful
A poem
Micropoetry
A poem
In the quiet stillness, I become aware
of the rhythm within,
the gentle inhalation, the soft exhalation.
Each breath a reminder that I am alive,
that I am present in this fleeting moment.
As thoughts arise like ripples on a pond,
I observe them without judgment,
allowing them to drift by
like clouds in an endless sky.
My senses awaken to the world around me
the coolness of the air against my skin,
the melody of birdsong, the vibrant colours
that paint the canvas of existence.
I am no longer lost in the maze of my mind,
but grounded in the here and now,
anchored to the earth beneath my feet.
With each conscious breath,
I let go of the burdens I carry,
the worries that weigh me down.
I embrace the impermanence of all things,
finding solace in the knowledge
that this too shall pass.
In the present moment, there is peace,
there is clarity,
there is the essence of being.
Mindfulness is the key
that unlocks the door to well-being,
a gentle guide that leads me back to myself,
time and time again.
It is a practice of acceptance, of compassion,
of living fully in the now,
and in this sacred space,
I find the strength to face whatever lies ahead,
one mindful breath at a time.
