Live a poetic existence. Take responsibility for the air you breathe and never forget that the highest appreciation is not to just utter words, but to live them compassionately.

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

The Breath

The breeze comes and reunites us all,
singing alone, giving rise to all of our songs;
The songs being the law of vivid life-
It is our very essence,
an essence which holds our substance,
advancing while detaching in night and day,
in man and beast.

Here is where silence becomes it’s own unwinding-
Transitioning into a wholeness
where words become fruitless,
where our eyes become our words,
where to speak is to die then to not speak; a movement
into a truer human form.

Everything in birth and death-
awareness, oneness, clarity, stillness,
become a blended existence amongst us all
where vibrant beauty is understood,
not through language,
but sensed in a shared breath.

Where the eyes give the lucid quality to glass,
breath in breath,
the essence, in essence itself.

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