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Breath
Breath
I lift my head from my pillow
sit silently, attentive to
footsteps spilled rapidly
onto hardwood downstairs.
In this one perfect moment
the moon blades in light for me
and I know with a newness
my life and my purpose
while you finish my breath.
I lift my head from my pillow
sit silently, attentive to
footsteps spilled rapidly
onto hardwood downstairs.
In this one perfect moment
the moon blades in light for me
and I know with a newness
my life and my purpose
while you finish my breath.
Published 16th Aug 2022
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