Monday, March 02, 2015


I've been meditating,
While riding a chairlift,
Alone or with strangers, I close my eyes,
And enter the abyss,

With confidence that I won't fail to feel,
The bumps of each pole's wheels,
Or that I'll miscount the number I pass,
Stay on and break the emergency seal.

I try to concentrate on my breathing,
And not get distracted,
By hoots and howls of skiers down below.
At times, in fact, I did.

It is just hard,
To ignore all around,
But if I manage and hear just my breath,
I sometimes solve problems the most profound.

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