Like a seed
Your body is a miracle machine
And your mind is a devil
You take care of the body
and it will control your mind
The devil can’t be left unleashed
Only allow the mind to think
one thought at a time
No more than one
Right now you are thinking of how
your breath is relaxing your body
Your breath is your therapist
It does the internal massage
The breath rules the mind
Let it control your mind
Let the length of breath
slow your minds chatter
The chatter is useless
Everybody can chatter
You need to be quiet
The solutions come in the quiet space
Like a seed starts growing
under the soil, in darkness
The mind needs to be thoughtless
Wash the mind with breath
like you wash the dirt off the clothes.
Throw away those repeated thoughts
you had them before.
It’s a new day
The soul must find a new way
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