Learning to Meditate: Part II

Trying to see beneath the surface.
The calm still water below the ripples.
Looking again for the stone, the one that fits perfectly in my hand.
(Breathe in. Breathe out. Focus.)

Seeking. Searching. Holding my breath.
Popping back up, too full of my own air to remain beneath.
(Breathe in. Breathe out. Release.)

There, on the water's edge,
a shore covered in stones.
Too many to recognize one,
alike in their uniqueness.
But wait, I see it. It is there.
(Breathe in. Breathe out. Relax.)

It was always there.
The wisdom from above.
Pure love. Gentle peace.
Willing to be found.