Breath of Life

A door opens
(or, does it close)
Curtains sway upon an
ice-cold breeze
teasing thoughts to
see-through lace
lightening flashes and
thunder crashes
or, was that heart’s
beating out of time.

Love has its own vibration
the deeper we fall the
higher we go
its flames reflect upon
the living stream
with tears and sighs to
heal its hurts
and hold us close
in its sea
without the drowning.

A tender kiss to forehead
smiling eyes
re-light the dying embers
and lines without hope
suddenly surprise us
with a new
breath of life.


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