07/20/2020
Just Breath #5
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She is the gentle song.
Singing, “come…and sit in warmth with me…beside the muse and just be…”
She blows kisses in soft messages on the breeze,
Whispering in my ear,
“Listen to the melodies and rhythm…”
The voice of to and fro…
The lapping waves and the stories of life…
Words of you and I…
That we are the same,
Not the separate bodies and souls that we pretend to be.
Only imagined fragments—
Drops.
Drops of the whole within itself,
Only imagining that we are apart.
And that we are somehow different.
But we are One.
Drops…
Fallen from the same clouds,
Only to be rejoined…like tears from cosmic eyes…
From darkness and loss, joy and ecstasy.
To growth and understanding, kindness and compassion.
And I hear her song calling to me
As she carries drops away
To places dreamt of...
She is the sun. She is the wind. She is growth and understanding.
She is All.
She brings the rain.
Just breathe.
