1/28/2021

Breathwork

One palm up. 

Steam rising.


One palm down. 

Rain falling.


One palm down, 

one palm up.


One palm up, 

one palm down.


The dance continues, 

slow motion,


no camera, no music,

only breath and air,


only one palm up,

one palm down, 


one palm down,

one palm up,


rising and falling

rising and falling


rising and falling,

no end.


[LSS, 1/28/21]


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