‘Breathing in, I see myself as a flower.

I am the freshness

of a dewdrop.

Breathing out,

my eyes have become flowers.

Please look at me.

I am looking

with the eyes of love.

Breathing in, I am a mountain,



alive, vigorous.

Breathing out,

I feel solid.

The waves of emotion

can never carry me away.

Breathing in,

I am still water.

I reflect the sky

faithfully. Look, I have a full moon

within my heart,

the refreshing moon of the bodhisattva.

Breathing out, I offer the perfect reflection

of my mirror-mind.

Breathing in,

I have become space

without boundaries.

I have no plans left.

I have no luggage.

Breathing out, I am the moon

that is sailing through the sky of utmost emptiness.

I am freedom.’

From Touching Peace by Thich Nhat Hanh.’