Meditation

Meditation

still; 

acutely aware of each and every whispering inhale and exhale

almost as if I could completely cease the breath which flows in and out 

beginning to drift...

strange; 

the way my hands rest in my lap

palms upturned 

as if waiting to be filled

empty; 

thoughts like white noise

simply observing 

still...

aware...

strange...

 empty...

and yet

 flowing with breath

life...

waiting to be filled

Angela Minard 2015©

Artwork by~ Annie Stegg