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Wednesday, July 01, 2015

The Hidden Breath--poem by Dorothy 

The Hidden Breath

Who is it
breathing us.
Even when our heads
are turned away, when the
world suddenly drains
of color,
no more scarlet
and blue,
only ebon
mixed with grey?

What is it keeps us going,
like a machine which pumps
with an automatic handle,
bringing up
the precious waters
from below,
making them part
of who we are,
still alive,
still walking
about earth,
always arriving
ever closer
to where we
are meant to be.

Dorothy Walters
June 24, 2014

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