“At the end of the exhale, 

Breath surrenders to quietude.

For a moment you hang in the balance -

Suspended

In the fertile spaciousness

That is the source of breath

At the end of the inhale,

Filled with the song of the breath,

There is a moment when you are simply

Holding the tender mystery.

In these interludes,

Experience opens into exquisite vastness

With no beginning and no end.

Embrace this infinity without reservations.

You are its vessel.

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