Just | Breathe
Let words fall far from Grace now,
In sorrow from on high.
Let silence reign kinetically,
Til the whispers pass us by.
Hold me in your quietude,
Within your perfect eyes.
Curled lashes-so divine
I choke on swallowed sighs.
I find I cannot breathe now!
Rescusitate me please!
Press your lips against me,
Give me breath lest I should cease!
From Waters Deep I felt you,
Like a restless evening gale,
I''d do it all again to gain,
Your breath, my lungs inhale.
Breathing in and breathing out,
You're born, you live, you die.
To and fro and to and fro,
The Waters Deep shall cry,
Until at last they claim your Soul,
And Spirit by and by. ---Christine Stevick
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