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In the Breath of Me


Today, in the breath of me
There is lightness
And stillness
And whimsical offerings
Of today

Now, in the breath of me
There is newness
And abundance
And possibility
Of now

Then, in the breath of me
I start the new dance
Letting go
Trusting the steps will appear
When they will
The steps of the today, the now, the then

Comments

HoshiMaru said…
I enjoyed the picture but the poem (that is what it was, right?) made me feel as if the person writing it wasn't going anywhere. Is that what the poem ment? That s/he had the possibilty to move and grow and experience but wasn't? I'm very interested in knowing the true feeling put into it.
I am going somewhere, but realize the destination is not the point, that I am investigating the now, the then, and the could be, and being open to it all.

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