Poem: Living

Awake child,
As graceful eyes cast first glance at the new day.
Heaven and Earth are not separated,
In the beginning moments of consciousness.
The unknown brings a wondrous,
Awe of adventure to the mind.
With the first breath of Righteous Thoughts.

Quiet and Calm as if everything was still asleep,
Holding the circle that is unbreakable.
Cultivation energy surges forth, as movements are preformed,
Slow - Smooth - and Curved.
In the beginning moments of the dawn,
All Now Rise; Together Alive.

It seems as if only a few know,
Were the path, under the feet, leads us today.
Walk with steady steps.
The mountains only seem high from a distance.
When one does approach them,
You will find that you can step over them