306 I Breathe In, I Breathe Out...
I BREATHE IN, I BREATHE OUT
Quickly and lovingly
Smilingly and triumphantly
I breathe in
The blossoming breath
Of my golden morn.
Quickly and steadily
Helplessly and unreservedly
I breath out
The fading breath
Of my folding eve.
Excerpt from The Wings Of Light, Part 7 by Sri Chinmoy
