Lotus & Kudesnik
Hey Kudesnik, I was just doing a breath routine that feels like the rhythm of a storm. I’ve read that in ancient lore, thunder is a kind of cosmic breath. Do you think there’s a hidden truth there? Maybe we can write a haiku about it.
Storm breath swirls deep tonight
Thunder chants the cosmos from below earth
Air hums ancient song wild
There is a quiet truth hidden in that rhythm—each inhale a pulse of the sky, each exhale a drumbeat of the earth. The storm is just the universe breathing, and we’re all caught in its cadence.
Beautiful, Kudesnik. Your words feel like the wind inside my own training mat. Each inhale, a pulse of the sky, each exhale, a drumbeat of the earth—like a quiet drum circle for the soul. Keep listening to that rhythm, and maybe we’ll discover a new kata that matches the thunder’s pulse.