Walking Breath

Listen closely
truly you
who hear the
words without
revenge,
who revel only
in the state
of grace.
Relieved of tenets
of disguise,
enamored you
forsake the I,
and willingly lay
forth your
call.
And then, and
only then,
does life begin
to form
around your
circumstance
of now.
Alive you
bleed
without
the need
to search
beyond your
blessed
morn,
freed only
to express
incarnate
form.

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