With letting you go,
I mean
coming to my center,
coming to the present.
Breathe.
Two different flowers
can bloom in two different
places in the world,
but they will always be connected
through the same earth.
Our paths have crossed in the sky.
I walk across a wide meadow.
I am all alone.
But when I listen to the wind,
I hear you dancing.
The moment we let go,
everything flows in harmony.
The river is everywhere at once.
For him, there is only the present.
Breathe.