Today when I drove to work,
a window opened.
Instead of racing in my thoughts
about the day
and all the angst about
getting things done,
I took a breath.
Not a mindless one,
but a deep, conscious,
life-giving one.
And then I took another,
and a few more after that.
Then I could see again.
I could see how much tension
lived in me.
I could feel the tightness
loosen.
I looked out around me,
and I noticed the trees,
the smiles of others,
the beauty of the day.
All this,
from remembering to breathe!
Oh, I grieve the patterns and traps
of the mind
and its constant power
to distract from the good of life-
its endless power
to keep us busy and off track.
Grant me breath, O God,
and gleaming windows.
Help me to turn my attention
and see!
Copyright© Cynthia Cady Stanton, 2018
Becoming and Beholding 
Beautiful!
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