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And So

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I often think i am done

Whether sun

Or shadow fall on my face.

Even when a smile curves my lips

A battle may rage

Within;

This at any time.

I walk upon stone,

I walk upon dirt

Both hurt

When the weight is heavy.

Though i stand tall,

A smile curves my lips.

Each breath a blessing

As i fill my lungs with air,

As I stretch up to the sky with all my might

The weight gets lighter,

My feet less tender.

I look at my heart. 

It has no boundaries

Nor my mind in fact.

Every cell,

Every atom

At peace if I allow it to be.

And so it flows through me,

And so I am.

Hush

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Touch.

Only a heartbeat

Between us.

Altering senses.

Time collides within.

Skin feeling what no other

Has felt.

Eyes

Seeing that which no other has seen.

Energies

Vibrant

In the hush.

Words have no meaning, no form,

No need.

Breathe.

We soothe our restlessness.

In the stillness we move.

Synchronized breath becomes us

As we disappear.

Realities merging

To unbecome.

Exquisite rapture with each movement

In the hush.

No longer a mirage.

Would Never Guess

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for most of her life

(more than less)

she was in a state of heightened

fight or flight

her head dizzy

her breathing uncontrolled

her senses and mind wired as tight as a cat ready to run

watching body language

reading expressions and eyes

listening to tone

holding her breath waiting to bolt or duck at any given moment

her whole body racing while standing still

as soon as someone spoke to her, her mind flooded with confusion.

why me? can’t you see i am the ugliest, stupidest most disgusting person here. i am slow

of thought and of no interest.

you must be mistaken.

I am no one.

But you would never guess. Or you might consider then brush it off. she smiles and nods her

head.

Have a nice day, she might say.

by the way she quickly moves away

 you would never guess the weight she carries is so very heavy.

Dancing

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Dancing.

I

Replace my worries

With passion.

I forget all but the music and my body moves without

Any other concern but a rhythm

Older than time.

For all of me loves every layer of every note,

Every beat.

If I were not able to dance I would die,

The weight of all I carry in me crushing

My very internal being.

I  have to set those fierce ones physically free.

The ones that hang on so very  tight

To my heart and skin,

That cannot be

Placed in ink or breath.

The dance becomes me

And I,

The dance.