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