Meditation

{when this happens, everything seems possible}

As the flow was unfolding in my chest
The air forced in there by me,
I was feeling butterfly wings
delicately deploying
in my flesh.

My lips were almost shivering
from wanting to part in ecstasy
but in truth I was not moving
paralyzed,
and pleased.

My body was just sitting there
In a material fabric chair
but something both dense and heavy
was escaping
from my eyelids.

Passion and anger and hatred
on their way vaporizing
letting go of what's in
that needs
to go.