One Breath

Stillness, held for as long as it will hold. The song begins by asking you to stop, then offers its refrain — one time, one meeting, one lifetime, one breath — the tea ceremony’s reminder that no moment repeats. The early haiga quiet the voice in your head; the middle practices attention: forget a thing’s name to see it, notice the tree you pass every day, feel the Earth pressing up under your feet. Then comes the harder lesson of letting go. It ends with water that always wins, bamboo that bends, and a plain instruction: you will never have more time than you do right now, so spend it wisely.