Till it’s breathing your breath.

Poetry a sparrow sitting on a branch all in an earthy brown color

Sing away like a bird
that cares not who hears her tunes,
or if it is the deep Silence
she is surrounded by.

Unheeding to a passerby’s curses
she sings
just as the trees keep swaying
the waves keep whooshing
the stars keep chiming.

The incessant chorus
of cicadas in the night
as the world sleeps
to their tireless serenade

Matters not!

Sing for the singing of it,
into spinning,
dancing and living
wholly immersed
seamlessly blended

And the Universe will edge closer
closer to you
till it’s breathing your breath
And singing you!


12 responses to “Till it’s breathing your breath.”

  1. This is an amazing work of art. It’s visual and sonic, and it messes with your heart rate too.

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    1. Messes with your heart? Love that! ^-^ Thank you for sharing how you experienced it 🤍

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      1. Yes, meaning there is a palpable emotional pitch to it. Very skilled.

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        1. Thank you really 🥰


  2. Wow! Wonderful ☺️💐

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  3. Beautiful piece of art! This has to be my favourite one yet, so well written. Loved this ❤

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    1. Thank you! I’m glad you have a favourite piece! ❤

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      1. You’re welcome 🙂

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