Through mindful moment of reflection
I hear the chirping of the birds
Then hear my thoughts and recollections, And jumble of all sorts of words.
Back to the breath- the rise and fall.
Back to I’m here and now and present.
I am so big, and yet so small,
I am the God, and yet the peasant.
Ten minutes gone… the chime has rung.
I blink my eyes through morning tender.
The anxious monkey mind is calmed,
Let life begin- let me surrender.