By Thich Nhat Hanh in January 1994
Feelings come and go
like clouds in a windy sky.
Conscious breathing
is my anchor.
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By Thich Nhat Hanh in January 1994
Feelings come and go
like clouds in a windy sky.
Conscious breathing
is my anchor.
