Breath of Life

Breathe in
the chill of nighttime air
precursor of a morning
so alive with warmth
it overcomes our every fear
in rays of sun that reach
to touch and thus become
this flesh we are

and live
this hour of eternity
in all of its complexity
becoming one yet once again
even in this greater blend
of instinct and pure intuition
as the mystery of deity
evolves within this unity
of vast diversion

Become the vision
opening out
from just a tiny seed
that needs no more
than nourishment to grow
into the whole
of all that is . . .

?Michaelette?

3/18/2000
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