Stolen Breath

Stolen breath

Nothing left

When solid ground is torn away

And the open space

Breeds terror of loss

Uncovering a death scape

Within which your heart is squeezed

As memory after memory

Rises and then recedes

Tearing a fissure open

From beneath

Floating up

Precious times in distant past

Never fully realised

Remind you of how precarious is destiny

And how fleeting happiness

And with the weight of these

It feels at times that you will never breathe again

Or feel the lightness of a life

Of gentle ease

Can you ride through

And bear the contractions of this scheme

Of life’s next stage unfolding

Because when breath is stolen

Its a sure sign

That grief again is near

Demanding of you surrender

Undoing and transformation

And perhaps we will never feel equal to this

Until our souls

Have finally endured

The passing through a narrow gate

That leads us over shaky ground

To an as yet unformed

Uncertain destiny

Published by: emergingfromthedarknight

"The religious naturalist is provisioned with tales of natural emergence that are, to my mind, far more magical than traditional miracles. Emergence is inherent in everything that is alive, allowing our yearning for supernatural miracles to be subsumed by our joy in the countless miracles that surround us." Ursula Goodenough How to describe oneself? People are a mystery and there is so much more to us than just our particular experiences or occupations. I could write down a list of attributes and they still might not paint a complete picture pf Deborah Louise and in any case it would not be the full truth of me. I would say that my purpose here on Wordpress is to express some of my random experiences, thoughts and feelings, to share about my particular journey and explore some subjects dear to my heart, such as emotional recovery, healing and astrology while posting up some of the prose/poems which are an outgrowth of my labours with life, love and relationships. If anything I write touches you I would be so pleased to hear for the purpose of reaching out and expressung ourselves is hopefully to connect with each other and find where our souls meet.

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