Chants/update on life

i read last night at an open mic presented by The Giraffe Catcher Poetry crew and it was quite a lovely evening...i read some poems that arent up here, but will be sooner or later...i didnt read this one so i figured i would put it up...its titled

Chants

Listening to the Buddhist chant of the monks of India,
I stretch reflecting upon the six hours of awakeness.
Happily I sift through positions of balance and silences,
The mysterious mind aiding echoes of prayer guide my conscious.
Into literature I dive becoming a kid on the hillside.
My hair soft and fresh hangs in front of my eyes adding to the shade,
Soon poems of the night before play quite confidence.
Without anticipation flow breaths of humming tones deep and fitting.
Crossed legs fit together as legos providing base for arch ways.
Into my heart spiritual ecstasy runs tuning me into the flowers.
New lines of compassion form baskets of pillows.
Sudden visions of self create heart beats of open strength.
With unaccounted for gales of freshness my lungs take to pulses of thought.
Uniquely simple splotches of airy alarm bring me to shine.
Forward I migrate towards patience of fast exploration,
Studying alongside tradition I transcend into beautifully written anarchy.

-jared a muscat