Flying low and soaring high,
it is during the budding Spring,
we often say goodbye.
Goodbye to beings and things most dear,
we must grieve and let go,
to make room for the new year.
In the East we observe this annual dawn,
a time of birth, beginnings,
cleaning, planting, and song.
Inhaling deeply fresh Air flowing in,
will move and clear out,
remnants of what might have been.
By letting go of what ails the mind,
we can plant new seeds of thought,
that help us heal and refine.
Sun-kissed blue skies inspire a new day,
bestowing precious optimism,
and a completely blank slate.
By April Bender
Mood Audio: Hiromi Motomiya - Breath