I feel the air entering me,
Exulting me,
Traveling to every cell,
Sharing every memory
Brought in by the wind
Of trees and plants and buds,
And earth
Thriving to thrive,
Breathing to connect.
We are cells within cells within cells
In a universe calling out to be heard
In the fluidness of our own motion
In the recyclable patterns of our own myths,
Alive in our own recollection,
Living to live.
KKLE June 2, 2013
© Karen K.L. Espaniola
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