A Mindful Breath Poem by Mark Bratlie

A Mindful Breath



High up on a mountain top
Waiting for the shoe to drop
Lookin' for the wisdom guy
To get the scoop before I die

What's the meaning of this story?
How can I partake in glory?
To which religion should I cling?
Which hymns to give my voice to sing?

High up on a mountain top
High up on a mountain top

Perhaps it doesn't really matter
All the jargon and the clatter
With each group shouting "follow us! "
I sometimes wonder "what's the fuss? "

When constant noise brings on a frown
I try to turn the volume down
In quietness I start to hear
A still small voice that's always near

The voice reminds me of the key
To step aside and simply be
Awareness will provide the chance
To take part in a different dance

Take part in a different dance
Take part in a different dance

The focus is not up, but in
There is no crown out there to win
No teams nor cries of victory
Just quiet calls to simply be

The invitation now is mine
To dwell in stillness any time
To let the clatter go on by
And take a breath before I die

Take a breath before I die
Take a breath before I die
Take a breath.................!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Guy Lip-more 22 December 2012

Excellent stuff, really liked this.

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Sandy Player 29 November 2012

take a breath.........! ...oh I do love that line... Nice stuff

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