Breathing deeply, back against the wall

Chanting helps me, separates from stress

A veil to place between me and fatigues

The fatigues of life that bring anxiety

Relax... Relaxing... worries fading and drifting

Drifting like ice skimmed off the surface of a distant pond

Separating itself from the pressures of the pond

A harsh Earthly restriction of being

The air caressing in relaxation

Pure--breathing slows, stress melts away

Separation from the stiff, Earthly hold

Drifting without care, without cause

The why, the how--

Such things do not matter

Only being and what is

But one stands beyond this in the void

Of only oneself and nothing else

Nothing there in the chant

The sound fills you and that is all that is

Separation of self from everything else

All that is, is--All that is not, is

Beyond the void and nothing else but One.