Breathing


Breathing

I’ve Moved Into The Woods

A Voice Chants:  Breathe……Breathe……Breathe

 Soft Like a First Kiss

Brief Like The Last One

I Think It Is The Wind But It Is Me

My Moments My Dreams

Holograms Of My Choosing

Naked and Willing

The Earth At My Feet

Amber Rubbed On My Wrists

I Am A Healed Healer

I Have Been Here and I Will Come Again

 © jacqualine-marie baxman 2012

Namaste’

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