It has returned:

The slow pulling in

And slipping out

Of effortless breath.

The heart relaxed –

Beating in primal time

With the pulse of this

Holy mother.

Shoulders drop, eyes soft;

A smile tickles the cheeks.

Mind clear, soul untied;

Love feeding these veins.

Chords cut, knots released;

Feet free to wander.

Body cleansed,

Forgiveness – a friend;

New memories

Long to be written.