Mind the Mind

Like the constant change
in the movement of the wind
Like the erratic flying of a bird
Like the sudden dance of a peacock
Moves my mind
One instant it’s here
Another instant it’s there
Always on the run
In some sort of fear
A breath with awareness
Lifts the fog
Makes it clear
The mind is afraid
To disappear
So I let go
As I breath in
And breath out,
I feel reborn

(picture credits humberto chavez, unsplash)

My mother being truth
And my father clarity
Armed with awareness
Fear fades,
And fearlessness rises,
Truth rises,
The Creator, arises..