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I stretched my body
noticing the knots
of course… in the neck
and the shoulder

I saw them tinted
in a grayscale

Breathed into at them
a deep long breath
a breeze of compassion


The knots soften
with the warmth of a breath
as if my entire body
becomes embodiment
of love

Orchestrating with
The kindness of a breath

Filled with love…

I wonder my body is
like a community
of our kinds

Why can’t we breathe into
at the knots that I see gray
with the kindness of a breath

Noticing what are
the knots we have within
listen to my body
Be kind to the suffering
be gentler to the fumed
the upset and the desperate

Breathing into at them
with the warmth of compassion
and listen

It’s because
they are part of
us, our body