Anchored.

Large waves damage my ship as I navigate the path unknown.

But my anchor stays steady.

It has been with me since my first moment of life.

And will last until my final moment.

My breath is my anchor.

It will help me navigate any hard times.

Breathing in I find my balance.

Breathing out I know that all will be okay.

Breathe in peace.

Breathe out gratitude.

Breathe in I know that my anchor will hold strong.

Thank you.

 

 

Anchor.

A wave hits.

The wind howls.

A shark lurks in the darkness.

The storm surrounds me.

 

Will I sink into the darkness?

I throw my anchor into the depths of the sea.

 

No wave can break me.

No wind can push me.

No shark can hurt me.

No storm will out last my anchor.

 

Whenever times are tough, I can bring my focus back to my anchor.

My anchor of mindful breathing.

This anchor will be with me until my last moment.

Breathe in. Breathe out.

 

 

 

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