While writing about chakras and breathing exercises, a poem just happened at sunset. Enjoy!
Looking out on the Window of Life,
Sun refracting through a prism –
Rays of Rainbow light,
Touching the essence of my soul.
Rays filtering through the weaving branches
dancing in the evening’s breeze.
Touching my heart,
filling my soul
with the breezes of Eternity.
The breath I breathe –
Winds of Time
once graced the lips of Gandhi –
Buddha – Jesus.
That I share this gift of life
with the greats of history –
I am immortal.
I am alive.
© 2011 Carolyn White PhD