If you sit down by a rockpool, and slowly breathe in the air,
Life starts to appear from each and everywhere.
It crawls out of crannies, tentacles as legs,
It tickles your toes with currents from every inch of the sea,
It comes to you like magic and truly lets you be. 

And then rocks will start to move as things crawl from below.
A star will appear in front of your eyes, 
How it got there you'll never know.

Do it again in your garden, let everything slow
feel the roots below you sending energy to and fro.
See the plants growing with every breath you take,
If you simply sit still, the whole world will wake.