to breathe
in the universe;
to exhale
our very life unhindered.
it is this play of life
and existence
that goes on
between
the nose
and the lips
each passing moment
that we are
alive.
is the in breath
a moment to perceive?
no,
it is just the passing
of each nanosecond
that we pay attention
to life.
is the exhalation
a divine state of exaltation?
no,
it is just the letting go
of what the universe
truly gives for free!
it is the passing of breath
and the sojourn of time
that you and I
and this and that
and all or nothing
can become one
in the simplicity
of a moment
in time
where
there is no
this
nor
that
and all that is here
can be seen by you
and not thought of
as in a daze.
2 comments:
I have been reading your poems and they speak of so much wisdom! what a relief to find such positive poetry. I am a newly published poetry (here's my link) www.strategicbookpublishing.com/PrayersofanAbstractReality.html.
I started writing from a dark place as can be seen in my work, but I'm striving my hardest to turn all of my new work into light and positive words! check this poem out (it's in my book from the link)- it's about the ying and yang of life and accepting that there isn't a permanent balance but a constant movement of ups and downs, needing humor!
Pop O’ The Weasel
By Amaria Crocoll
What a fine balance seldom secured
Each second a teter-a-tot
The sleeping one leaves here quaintly affirmed
To the dream that’s stable locked bought
But a whistle! A Thistle!
Startles to balance post-lost
Awake is this game
A joke at once forgot
For the jester, is best; sir
The child, a god.
Thanks for the link and the poem, and please keep up the good work as you have talent.
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