May it be enough
for the chest to rise and fall in quiet breathing
every morrow gently wreathing
flowery bands that bind us to the Earth  

May it be enough
for the heart to pulse its beat devoid of expectation
spirit singing incarnation,
this body is my home for such a little while       

…..when breathing hurts and heartbeats stutter    …..and bombs are taking babies’ breath      …..when drowning men pull others under    …..and every dream is one of rest  

May then the circulation pull
and guide the center back toward love
may then we know the deep surrender
May it somehow be enough