This Budding Morning
For catching my breath as all the light of the rising sun crescendos around me.
Tag Archives: breath
Of Rivers I Walked Through
It must have been the prayer from my breathor the Northern Flicker that escorted me through the woods.This bright home of coming to groundand the beckoning horizon of my life so far journeyed.Swept away here in the diming hour.This temple … Continue reading
Yo, this is no time not to be alive.
Life is happening in the moment. It’s flowing in the past, present and in the future and love is non negotiable. Love and life grow entwined in each other’s arms. As I focus on my breath, the world becomes alive … Continue reading
Into The Deep.
It’s just me in here no other sound but the hydraulic lift humming and my contended breathing…just breathe my child, just breathe. Into the depths of the dark and unseen we go, one breath at a time, submerge yourself…it’s a … Continue reading
Métier
See yourself well.Rise,Face East,Deep breaths, each a wish on their own.Presently, feeling from secrets inside the earthLife locked within, glowing golden suninfinite programs of pure loveso vast, never to find its endStand in your heartTell us about yourself.Bless us with … Continue reading
It’s the Full Perspective Up Here,
or is it? I have to give the architect here some kudos for the intent of the design of this abode tucked away in the woods is spacious with an intimate feeling, from whatever angle, whatever floors, we see, hear … Continue reading
In the Existing Moments
The passers-by did not take heed Of me, of my frozen stillness. Deep-rooted ideas, they cling onto Intentions pitched into the bottoms of the washed-out bins. Desires to live a celebratory existence stay frozen. Remember the template, Remember there’s another … Continue reading
Something Deep
Don’t be afraid, there is nothing. You are always and forever the deepness. Even while the world is on fire, these waters embody their stillness. They are what you might call waters flowing to the rhythms of their deep and … Continue reading
No Reservations
If you make one request today, make it a wise one. I have wished to be filled with grace. Little did I know it was always within me, just under some layers of reservation. A breath of pause gives rise … Continue reading
And So It Was the Later…
Something redolent about the whiff of moist duff after the morning frosty dew dissipates, something not-so-ordinary to spot, this sweet trinary. Sunlight yearns to kiss these lavender hued caps and if girlfriend were with me on this am stroll, she … Continue reading
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