all you need is metta

If there is a godI thank godfor this breathing inand outfor this heart pumpingrelentlessnever stoppingfor this fearthat reminds me I’m humbly alivefor this painthat I sufferas everyone doesfor this attachmentthe clinging to hopes, beliefs, bicepsfor this lovethis lovethis green bedthis full moonthis peace of mindthis too shall passI recallnothing is ever still, reallyknowing all thisand still breaking my heart openwith attention to the minute minutewith love ‘n’ kindness:this is metta.