i sit down on the bed
eyes closed to meditate
inhale and exhale deeply
a few times, then wait
until pure concentration
silences the chatty mind
to state the day's intention
not forcing to find
the answers to any
burning questions
only when the time
is right will those appear
for now, i am happy
to just sit here
my feet start growing
roots far underground
my breath slows down
and loses any sound
up from the earth and
through my legs
there flows a rosy
bright stream of energy
that feels so cozy
with every breath
my body trunk absorbs
more of this pink healing
lightness that restores
good health, clear logic
and that soothing peace
which dissipates
all stresses and dis-ease
the stable ground
is always there
when i'm in need
like mother to a child
who cries and needs to eat
it grounds the flying mind
snug-as-a-bug, accomplishing
this more effectively
than any cigarette or drug
