"Surely I will cause breath to enter into you, and you shall live."
-Ezekiel 37:5
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Lungs long pressed with the cares of this worldWhat-ifs and worries weighing in
Fostering fear
Keeping breath at bay
Shackling you in the shallows
My Beautiful buoyant bride reduced to gasping for air...
Let Go, My Dear
I AM here
Let me take it from here...
You Rest, lie down
Let the plates fall for now
Trust me to catch the balls
you tirelessly try to keep in the air...
Return to the ancient ground
of Childlike Faith and Joy and Wonder
of knowing only the Moment you're in
Oblivious to any other...
Take in the Gift of what is Now
Inhale deeply My Goodness
Know, in the end, it was Me all along
Who held together
All of the pieces.
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E.A.A. "Hindsfeet" 5/4/11