Wednesday 3 April 2013

HOW USELESS

HOW USELESS

These breaths of mine become heartbeats
Heartbeats that provide my organs with life blood
These organs that bestow life upon bones and flesh 
This Life that lifts the motions of my limbs
These limbs that breath out stillness

How useless indeed
If it be 
That between the two breaths
All I see is me

For if so
I have certainly existed
but I did not live
For what is life if not the song of my breath
the drumming in my heart
the ocean in my veins
the love that lifts my limbs
and the silence that speaks stillness with the tongue of motion

But if not
I mute time
And space becomes my scent
For only life can see life


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