This Breath A Teacher

A poem I wrote on mindfulness, reasoning behind it, and the wisdom that can be found in the simple act of breathing.

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This breath flowing in,
This breath flowing out.
Flowing on its own
Flowing in and out

As it flows in,
A momentary pause;
It takes a rest,
Then it flows out,
As it rests once more.

It knows when to flow in
And when to flow out,
When to stop, rest, and restart;
It flows on its own,
As it breathes once more.

Moment by moment,
Breath by breath.
A cycle of change,
Each breath a teacher,
Pointing the way.

It breathes on its own,
No need to direct,
No need to control.

Here lives the deepest wisdom,
That of letting go.
For it is necessary
For the next breath to flow.