Naturally Falling Breath


It is the naturally falling breath
That places the emotion in the air.
The rise of the breast, the fall of the tear
A sigh on the wind brings you near
To that place where the poem just is.

Can you let yourself breathe that breath?
The one that takes no effort but is all
You have in this world two choices
At all times and as you make one choice
You have in this world two more choices.

And it is the naturally falling breath
That brings you to these places
Can you let yourself breathe that breath?

Arwen Nightstar {9-10-98)

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