This worked for me today, actually, if read slowly while breathing the way it suggests (though I might lean toward cutting the last couplet). It's by Vietnamese Zen teacher Thich Nhat Hanh.
Breathing in, I know I am breathing in.
Breathing out, I know I am breathing out.
Breathing in, I see myself as a flower.
Breathing out, I feel fresh.
Breathing in, I see myself as a mountain.
Breathing out, I feel solid.
Breathing in, I see myself as still water.
Breathing out, I reflect things as they are.
Breathing in, I see myself as space.
Breathing out, I feel free.
He's a somewhat interesting fellow, if you're curious: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thich_Nhat_Hanh. He was active in peace initiatives during the Vietnam War (and still is) , influenced some of Martin Luther King Jr.'s ideas, and lives exiled in France.
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