It’s a cold May night

I’m grateful for length of breath… long, silent pause – lights up my Life with Grace.

I’m grateful for a moment, still, bright… stretching out to reach True Love.

I’m grateful for a meditative state of being; the calm ocean floor amidst the screaming storm.

Nothing real can be threatened.
Nothing unreal exists.

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