Monthly Archives: May 2016

Breathing

In the cold of a winter morning
I hear you.
‘neath the waves of the summer sea
I feel your every move

I live out all your moments
In a time zone of my own
And I pray for you
When I am alone

Amongst commuter hustle
Lies a charming still
The blur of crowds
Creates a smooth surrender

I travel back in mind
To the place that I was born
To days I recall
That weren’t battered down and torn

Far outside my window
Yellow fields lie
The misty clouds
Beyond my comprehension

My boundaries are complete
When I know you’re in my space
My mind can only rest at ease
When everything’s in place

Continue, continue,
Continue breathing
That’s what you do
When there’s nothing else to do
Your heart will carry on
When you’re on the ropes
Determination doesn’t cease
When you’re sliding down the slopes

Breathing.
Breathing.
Just keep breathing.

Focus on the core of your life
Breathing,
Just keep breathing
Just keep breathing

Advertisements

Stream of consciousness

The way the stream begins its journey
From the mountain top
Is stuttering
Slow
And it’s barely even a stream

Then it gathers momentum
As it finds a pace it carves out a groove
More substantial
More permanent
It knows its future further down the hill may be stronger.

It occasionally splits out some way down the hill
Sometimes it may settle into an enclosed pool mid-way down a mountain side
Here the waters are still
Stagnant
Eventually it may dry up in the hot summer months

Mostly though, the water continues down Flurrying through the valley
Joining new streams until it bolts it’s way down into the river
The metropolis of water.
Premier destination for all mountain-top starter-streams.

And the river ebbs, meanders, rallies and twists throughout the counties

Until it arrives at the sea
And there the journey is complete.