Poems and fiction

Empowerment

Empowerment

As I sit in a pose of relaxation
concentrating on the processes
and patterns of breath control,
I know I am in an arcane zone
promising and guiding me to
all-round wellness and peace.

The art of meditation, a gift
par excellence from ancient
age-less sages to the seeker, prevails
on the material traps of temptation.
I watch the flow of air in and out
in perfect harmony achieving,
implanting benign brain patterns.

How can I ever be irascible, depressive
aggressive, egoistic or far too submissive
if I am the master my mind and soul,
the precious fruit of  creative relaxation?

Lines: 17
Day-3 A poem with the prompt words- arcane, prevail, irascible.