Breathe

I close my eyes,
breaths slow and regular as I listen to the sounds of life around me;
the hum of a boat engine gliding across the lake,
the sputt-putter of a jet ski‘s playful path,
waves crashing and lapping at the shore,
the low murmur of human chatter,
of belly laughter and the overflow of children’s giggling

I allow my mind to catch on to one or two of the intimations,
savoring them,
and then releasing them back to the great wide open

with each breath,
I spread my mind wider and wider around the abundance of life,
until I inhabit every space of it in my slow breathing

I am the low rustling in the treetops,
the splash-pushing of the gliding of the paddle,
the buzz-buzzing of the bumble bee hovering around the wildflower,
the vibration of electricity in each heavy footstep upon the grass around me,
the calming sway and then peaking of the water on the rocks,
the throat-pulse of every living thing

I breathe,
feeling the life inhale and exhale through me,
absorbing the familiar thread that connects it all

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Into Tomorrow

in the orange glow of the setting sun,
through the dusty shade of cells
flap, flapping against the marble pane,
I am the breeze,
deeply inhaled and exhaled,
as cool sheets claim fiery thoughts,
so that hopes may dance,
and wishes find their way,
into tomorrow

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