Holding The Tender Mystery
At the end of the exhale,
Breath surrenders to quietude.
For a moment you hang in the balance-
In the fertile spaciousness
That is the source of breath.
At the end of the inhale,
Filled with the song of the breath,
There is a moment when your are simply
Holding the tender mystery.
In these interludes,
Experience opens into exquisite vastness
With no beginning and no end.
Embrace this infinity without reservation.
You are its vessel.
Excerpt from The Radiance Sutras
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