Last
Breath-First Breath
Upon
your skin, warmth is golden,
Happily
teasing spirit of life alive.
Complete
now, you shall grow up,
To
be the worthiness of this light.
Forever
you have been coming,
Always
you had been leaving.
To
arrive here, you had left there,
In
leaving there, you arrived in love.
Copy
only the rhythms of love,
Pure,
passionate, rich and devoted.
Call
into being the world you see,
And
do not be afraid to breath.
Let
go of that stale, fetid air,
Enter
in the clear rejoicing scent.
Fill
your senses upon whispers,
Shout
the glory of your being.
Return
to me in the daylight,
Comfort
me throughout the night.
Let
your last breath be receding,
The
first to bring you to be bright.
The new dawn of my transformation, began here.
Hello Peaceful,
ReplyDeleteI've lost track of space and time in a whirl of events, a whirl of emotions. Sometimes it feels like floating, between two worlds, two languages, and too many thoughts to process in such a short time. Maybe God will grant me a memory and time to sort it all out some day.
So tonight I'm finally back to visiting dear blog friends like you and wanted to share another's poem. I'l post the link here at the end.
Besos desde Astorga con cariño.
Mary
http://motherjulie.blogspot.com.es/2012/06/insomnia.html
Thank you so much for your thoughts and comments. I am always delighted to hear from you in Astorga and see what you have been up to. I apologise if I haven't read any of your blog recently, I am travelling as you know, so hope to catch up soon.
DeleteCan I add your poem to the guest poetry section of my blogs.
http://warriorpoemfatory.blogspot.co.uk/
Take good care Mary and I shall talk to you soon.
I also send huge hugs and warm wishes, loads of love.
Peaceful Warrior. xx