The old truth made you run a 1,000 miles inside an arid desert,
desperate for an oasis.
Sit & close your eyes.
Inhale the breeze of kindness,
Exhale the toxic judgements
dehydrating you like a prune.
Feel the pain of old patterns
trapped in tense muscles.
Its ok to cry.
to taste the salt of possibility.
Just Be. Just Breathe.
Let waves break against the silence.
returning you to a new and deeper truth.
~ Kaveri
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