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- 2011, Mary D’Alba (Spiritualitygirl)~