Loud noises, trucks and many people.
A language that is spoken but not be understood.
A gesture is one that the body would, 
 try to explain. 
The rush of the moment.


The vast changes that can incur another change,
 unexpected but dealt with through breathing.
Each breath an appreciation,
 of all that you have and have experienced.

When does the change happen? 
There is change always. 

© Krishdga   07.04.17

In my hands I hold the key,
giving to the self and others.
Whilst being free.

In the pain I find the love,
do something for the self.
Look within not around or above. 

Relaxing deeper into my body,
I will find the answer I am looking for.
Conscious breathing, make it a hobby. 

It is now harder for me to be in my mind.
"Die before you die."
Ask the right question go in blind.

Realise there is no death,
take in each breath. 

© Krishdga   20.2.17