Centering

the breath flows gently
and your shoulders finally drop 
as the beat of your heart 
comes ailve in a way that 
is forgotten all too well
you sink into the ground
and center on the life
you call yourself
but the stories melt 
like wax by taking on
another form yet still 
retaining its true essence

Be free in the present,

Trace Maddox

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