Breathing in
Posted on Sep 2nd, 2007
by
forrest
no word is spoken, to disturb the peace
the wind has calmed with the night
breathing in, i feel my pain
breathing it out, i let it go
breathing in and breathing out
just a small smidgen of silence
allows the madman to hear his own voice
and learn finally to love himself
and it was quiet upon the waters
his heart was broken, yet
the still waters brought a cool sense of joy
and it was wet, and it was good
and all of time, finally ceased,
and nothing but love remained.
i accept my pain
i accept the hurt i have caused others
i accept the hurt they have caused me
i accept the craziness in my mind
i accept the brokenness of my heart
i accept each ordinary moment
i accept the yearning in my heart
i accept the yearning in my heart
i accept the yearning in my heart
the wind has calmed with the night
breathing in, i feel my pain
breathing it out, i let it go
breathing in and breathing out
just a small smidgen of silence
allows the madman to hear his own voice
and learn finally to love himself
and it was quiet upon the waters
his heart was broken, yet
the still waters brought a cool sense of joy
and it was wet, and it was good
and all of time, finally ceased,
and nothing but love remained.
i accept my pain
i accept the hurt i have caused others
i accept the hurt they have caused me
i accept the craziness in my mind
i accept the brokenness of my heart
i accept each ordinary moment
i accept the yearning in my heart
i accept the yearning in my heart
i accept the yearning in my heart

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I am so enjoying your writing, Forrest. This one brings me peace, as I inadvertently focused on my breathing as I read it.
thanks, nicole, i am finding myself breathing spontaneously these days. I mean not as a practice, but just in the moment i slow down and breathe….