My Heart Murmurs, Hidden Whispers

I love meditation, the way it moves me
Following the breath, till the mind stills
Absent of thought, form, time and space
Breathe, and only breathe, life in its purest essence!

Not bound by physical burdens, but cherished in love and light
Like humble stars that glisten, in the skies above

What love has run as deep, then my own heart in substance
My heart murmurs, hidden whispers, silent like a candle
Ebbed, not bound by body, breathe and only breathe!
Sand swept grains, across the plains, my mind be still

Not governed by reality, nor am I hidden within personality
No mirrors to cast reflection, not tainted by imperfections
Breathe and breathe alone, and life, and life alone
Essences Ebb, without movement, hidden passions I impart
Beautiful beacon by thy heart, life is essence, and I am part

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