Peace Be Upon You

When the cool wind blows,

you cannot see it,

yet you feel it deeply.

It does not ask permission.

It does not announce itself.

It simply arrives.

Like presence.

Like stillness.

Like now.

Let it pass through you.

Let it remind you—

you are not the wind,

but the space it moves through.

The sun is strong.

The air is still.

The body feels it deeply.

But you are not the body.

You are the space in which the heat is felt.

Let it be.

Drink water.

Move slowly.

Rest often.

Be here.