Before-word: How often do we think about breathing? Maybe never, right? Because it’s such an innate part of who we are, happening independent of us, we don’t really think about it. Especially as we’ve been under a mask mandate for months, in this moment I pause to give an ode to breath.
Breath
Whimsical, as light as feather skittering
Powerful controller of life and death
Rhythmic in-and-out flow
Cannot be voluntarily constrained
Faithful companion
Constant friend
You are my beginning
You are my end
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A good reminder, Dee. Breath is life!
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Indeed Eliza. By the way the deadheading yielded results. I do have new blooms!!!! Thanks again for the tip!!!!!
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Oh, good, so glad to know that! 🙂
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🙏🏽💕🙏🏽
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Wonderful piece, Dee. We should never take a breath for granted. Love it!❤️
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Absolutely. We shouldn’t take it for granted. But we do, don’t we?! ☹️We go about like every breath is guaranteed. Oh … but it’s not. Moment by moment living. 💕
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Completely agree.💕🙏💕
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