My time

I sit
I chant 

Urges rise as quickly they fall
Fatigue hits me
Sleep takes me away 

Rested I wake
Ready for the next mount 

I sit
I meditate 

My energy is high
Creativity surges through my mind
Vibrations flow from my fingers
My ideas are endless 

I sit 
I chant 

Another round is about to come
Breath in breath out
The words disperse 
Just as the air fills up my cavity
And melts away the impulse 

I sit 
I breathe 

I'm ready to close the night
My head rests down
My ears receive
The nightly chant
Wraps me in quiet sleep