photo by Josh Bell Be brought alone into this quiet space. Let your thoughts float above your head, Let your emotions sit across from you and speak, See how their hands knead and fidget; Understand what spurs them to such motion And then welcome them back in to be felt in full. In this quiet space, breathe and move at your given pace, At the speed you need in these moments of recognition, Whether slow or a finally-in-motion thrust, Move as you must here where the air is clear. Step outside under the open sky, tilt your head back, Wonder at the blue wrapping around this world, At the air and gravity and motion keeping your feet on the ground, Breathe again, take your time, really take your time, There is grace to simply be alive. Comments are closed.
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