Don’t Forget To Breathe

 

DON’T FORGET TO BREATHE

Today I found some precious time
alone, before the rain arrived.
Turned my collar against the
wind’s cold hands
tasted the sky once more and
felt alive, again.

A moment
of love
of dreams, aloud.

I saw through the grey veil
of passing clouds to
where pieces of hearts were
painted with words that
cannot be said.

But…
If my soul does not feel
all the love there ever was
and will ever be
what is there left

…what is there left.

Ah,
the most beautiful secrets
are always planted deeply,
nurtured and, grown into
treasured memories
almost as if…
that which cannot be seen

still sings in harmony with
everything that can.

I look to the sea and
hear you calling, softly.
Offer up prayers of gratitude
for the blessings that were mine
from the simple beauty of
sunlight on your face to
the unmistakable look of love
in your eyes

and…
with barely a whisper
hear your voice in the waves say

‘Don’t forget to breathe.’

 

~*~

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Author: Daydreamer

I live on a beautiful island in Atlantic Canada and design custom made candles

25 thoughts on “Don’t Forget To Breathe”

  1. Your words are sweet, and lovely. I enjoyed the poem greatly. I love the ending. We forget to breath when we see something beautiful.

  2. Don’t forget to breathe… I say this to myself and my friends all the time. Thank you for saying it to me. 😉

  3. “Ah,
    the most beautiful secrets
    are always planted deeply,
    nurtured and, grown into
    treasured memories
    almost as if…
    that which cannot be seen
    still sings in harmony with
    everything that can.”

    Gorgeous 🙂

  4. A line that caught me:
    ‘I saw through the grey veil
    of passing clouds to
    where pieces of hearts were
    painted with words that
    cannot be said.’

    A lovely piece inspired by my favorite setting. Thank you for this piece, truly inspiring for other daydreamers, too.

    Ms. Queenly

  5. the most beautiful secrets
    are always planted deeply,
    nurtured and, grown into
    treasured memories…

    INDEED! Beautiful imagery.. well done.. 🙂

  6. Truly a whimsical piece, but I liked how you placed us in the moment with you through the visuals in the opening lines. Thanks for sharing this one for the rally!

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