Release Me

the time comes when a stillness arrives in the moment when an occasion opens the eyes are settled the legs fasten the heart expands an emphasis of you witnessing the breathing perceptions of a slow and gradual truth emerging in the peripheral but always there situated in its throne as any tree or celestial body the eyes are not strong enough in isolation feed them well and court them with the heart In that very moment a new tuning brings visibility and defeats Horatio's stubborn hold of mind