Every deliberate step
I take,
loosens the firm grip
on a piece of
me that no longer
serves.
Every breath
I take, releases
the disembodied
parts of me that
no longer sustain.
Every time I sit
for more than
a minute--in that
precious posture of
integrity--
I let go of my-Self
for at least
one minute more.
I may never
truly know
the experience
of emptiness, but I
can continue to
empty my cup.
That’s the
practice.
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