I feel the air around me

cradling me, hold me

I need strength during

a challenging time.

The air doesn't let me go.

I hear its whispers,

I feel its gentle caresses

I listen, I hear, I know.

The air doesn't stop

even when it's quiet.

It opens my ears

and my heart

to listen to the words

of spirit and the words

that come from my heart.

I just have to listen.

Turn off all the other noise

and step out into the sky,

fly away and float,

in the inspiration

of the air that I breathe.

~Copyright 2010, Mary D'Alba (Spiritualitygirl)~