You and I and soft wet air—skin of our skin— and a thousand tiny here and gone lights rise pale and yellow, blur constellations, separate stars from mythologies, repaint the night with mystery and leave wonder in their phosphorescent wake.
What’s “Remembering Breath” all about?
A daily devotion. A reverence of words remembering elemental kindness.
Short, quiet, thoughtful, easily identifiable “reverences of words” using the title “Remembering Breath” publishing here every few days through the summer.
I’d love to hear what is sustaining you these days. What helps you remember breath?
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[…] Remembering Breath poetry project is one of those ways I’m choosing to notice for specific nourishment these […]