Meditation

Sipping her apricot tea, she stills herself Readying her soul for the day to come Her breath is easy, uninhibited She expects nothing, Knowing what will come will come Meditation keeps her sane Daily mantra sets the tone She sits in silence, feeling her chest rise and fall Cancer-free, listening to her body Knowing to appreciate whatever happens Thoughts stop swirling and begin tiptoeing in On their own turf, At their own pace, Thoughts she is wise enough to listen to An inner knowing, without knowing how she knows