Attached

Like an umbilical cord -

Softly floating in a bath of mother's love and

carrying the blood of life.

Blood that is passed on -

for new life -

Newborn.

Iron and oxygen -

Weight and light -

Grounding and breathing.

A twisted rope freely drifts-

A crimson duo and a deep blue single strand.

The life takes a path of its own -

Thus, begins the journey of attachment -

And the journey of undoing it.

Child -

Be free -

Maintain your innocence and

unmarked beauty.

Do not be tainted of the wants and needs

of those attached -

Who think they know better than you.

I am guided by breath -

Just like a child.

I am grounded by earth -

Just like my child.

Earth and breath -

United together -

But not attached.