The life essence carries on its play
Through the pulsing rhythm
Of outward and inward movement.
This is the ceaseless throb, the rhythm of life-
Terrifying in its eternity, exquisite in its constancy.
The inhalation, the return movement of breath, sustains life.
The outgoing breath, purifies life.
These are the two poles
Between which respiration goes on unceasingly.
Between them is every delight you could desire.
Enter these turning points,
Where the rhythms of life transform into each other.
Breath flows in, filling, filling,
Then surrenders to flow out again.
In this moment, drink eternity.
Breath flows out, emptying, emptying,
Offering itself to infinity.
Cherishing these moments,
Mind dissolves into heart,
Heart dissolves into space,
Body becomes a shimmering field
Pulsating between fullness and emptiness…
(by Lorin Roche)