During sitting meditation, one can sometimes be surprised by the lingering sobs that may be released as one reaches the peak of in-breath.
They were there, perched high above, like the residue of foam that the waves of a churning sea have given up trying to retrieve.
Through the posture, the breath is freed, it amplifies its tides.
Thus, owing to an adventurous wave, it is possible to release the foam of reclusive sobs.
Notes & Silence 