Every once in a while, lay down your load
Discard the maps and wander about in the green woods,
Or climb a high rock, or walk by the sea.
Take your time, tread lightly and quietly,
Don’t disturb the creatures who live there.
Breathe in deeply the sun-given air
And lightly blow on the embers of being.
Stand tall and stretch out the limbs,
Sway and breathe like a tree in the breeze.
If one is strong and well,
a subtle pleasure will be found, which permeates everywhere.
(Here a little brook sparkles and chuckles,
Hurrying along with some mischief in mind)
Try this for a bit-
(A little brown bird waiting for me to move on,
Gives up and goes back to rooting in the grass.)
Now for a moment, stand still as a deer.
Fix the gaze and do not let it wander.
Breathe imperceptibly and listen to natures quiet sounds.
The Mysterious is close at hand.
(The world pivots on a small flower,
Which in turn bows with the wind