Breath in, breath out,
In ancient ritual,
I fill my lungs deeply,
Release the air slowly,
Breathing in peace,
Exhaling darkness.
Cleansing, healing.
The breath leads to clarity,
Bringing me to focus,
To understanding.
It is life itself, primal.
Like so many precious things,
The breath only serves us when we let it go,
Freely,
Infinite lessons in such simplicity.
Breath in,
I am
Breath out,
At peace. 
The View from Here 