I am reformed in my breath
a little space between
Where I am held in Your hand
My heart
Surrenders
There and lets go
of my holding
my fear
a pattern of
an idea
that I am separate.
I am reformed in your
breath
That breathes through me
We dance
In the pull of inhale~exhale
Somehow my mind
becomes still
Instead of thinking
I feel
I konw
All that I AM
Have been...
We Are!
I place my fear
in that little space
between
the place where we meet
And the breath
Washes and cleanses
it away
I am molded
like clay
I give you my worry
resistance
and pain
all I wanna
do is go and play
I the space where
poles are not
but we are.
A place
The light shines
Endlessly
Reflecting
from within
so I can see
without.
The Truth
known
in the chamber of
My Soul!
I am reformed in the
breath of life
Each day and night
a death,
With the dawn I am
reborn
Cycles endless
as time
and space
become
one
I that space
Liberation from each
is known
The mind~body
Unite
feminine~masculine
Join
in a dance
black~white
Spiral
into and out from another
And life
Is
But We Are
the
Breath.
~Hailey Dawn Armstrong
March 25, 2014
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