I inhale a breath

Slowing my pace

My body is talking

This week was a race

Running from remembering

Not battling my heart

Energies had quickened

It is what it is, from the start

This is my karma

Pre-written before birth

I am blessed for my knowing

Not crying a dirge

Sharing my vulnerability

Willing to be seen

But who are they really seeing

If I’m running, am I still me

The answer is simple

As every moment of the day

Be non judging present right now

That’s my guiding pace, namaste