Inhale LIFE!

Run with life, take hold and spin around, look up at the stars and try to count.
Inhale the living within the life of us.
Of we. Of together. Of alone.

Of which is provided.
Beauty in grains of sand,
In openness to strangers,
Across kitchen tables,
Through gentle voices.

This is living.
This is freedom.
Who I am is becoming.
Who I am is beautiful.
Who I am is blooming.
Who I am is broken.
Who I am is brilliant.
Who I am is bewildered.
Who I am is me.

Who I am is free,
for this is freedom.
This is life.
This is living.

Tonight my soul was found underneath piles of weary stones, and set free.

~ by relife162 on April 3, 2008.