Riding Each Moment’s Wave

Mind, body, spirit—

three travelers sharing the same road,

yet their footsteps rarely align.

The mind races ahead,

hungry for answers,

while the body lingers,

tethered to earth’s gravity.

The spirit waits,

a quiet flame,

flickering with the rhythm of breath.

We call for balance,

stretch toward harmony,

but the tides of life pull unevenly.

Equilibrium comes—

a fleeting embrace,

a moment of still water—

then it slips,

a shadow swallowed by the sun.

We are impermanent beings

chasing an impermanent goal.

To align mind, body, and spirit

is to catch the wind in our hands,

knowing it cannot be held,

only felt,

only cherished before it moves on.

Life, death, rebirth—

these are not bookends of existence,

but the pulse of every moment.

In each breath,

something begins, something ends,

something rises again.

We do not walk a straight line.

We ride each moment’s wave,

never fixed,

forever becoming.

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