Breath Walks Through The Back Door
by Michael Doyle

Music is the magic of the tones we find
In leaving our troubled world far behind
Feeding our core once and again
Can be the breath of the violin

As breath walks through the back door
Opening the heart to love and explore
There is no other best expediency
In walking our path of true resiliency

Escaping all of life's pointed vulgarities
Finding technique of humor's familiarity 
Listening to our muse in the dark and deep
There in those secret spaces that we keep

Life comes at us, through the moment to moment
Between the multiverse lines of smiles and torment
Within the chant that charts our every course
It is there that we make connection with our source

Breathing is the substance that reveals our joy
Giving the best of life for us live and to employ
Those things that are present in our meditation
And that we find best in our internal connection

(c) February 19, 2021  Michael Doyle
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