TO MINDFULNESS

In mindfulness' realm, where thoughts find sweet repose,

We cast away the woes that burdened souls.

With present grace, our focus we restore,

And still the restless mind's incessant roar.

Behold, the mind, a stage where thoughts doth play,

An endless script that oft leads us astray.

Yet in this realm, we seek to calm the storm,

To tame the tempest, find the quiet norm.

With mindful breath, we anchor to the now,

And witness life unfold with gentle bow.

No future's fret, no past's regret shall bind,

For present's gift, this moment, we shall find.

Oh, mindful eye, behold the world's array,

The beauty that surrounds us every day.

In stillness, hear the whisper of the breeze,

And see the dance of leaves upon the trees.

No judgment casts its shadow on our gaze,

No clinging to desires that never stays.

Acceptance reigns, embracing what may be,

In mindfulness, we find true harmony.

With open heart, we offer love and care,

To all beings, the burdened and the fair.

Compassion blooms, a balm for souls in pain,

As mindfulness weaves empathy's sweet chain.

So let us journey, guided by this art,

To find the depths within our very heart.

In mindfulness, we meet our truest self,

And find in stillness, wisdom's precious wealth.

Thus, let us live with presence and embrace,

This timeless practice, blessed with inner grace.

For in mindfulness, Shakespeare's words ring true,

"To thine own self be mindful, and be true."