|Sickle Moon background photo by NASA, image in public domain, an overlay|
is applied to achieve the glow on the poetic lines from the poem, Only Breath
There is a way between voice and presence
where information flows.
In disciplined silence it opens;
With wandering talk it closes.
Breath without words to fill it
invites riches from others’ ears.
Gaze without vision or image.
Filling it up is clear seeing.
Taste without food stocks appetite
for the night journey.
Touch without skin warms the sickled moon
aglow in the speckled night sky.
Life without light gains a darkness
that fills in the traumas tomorrow
So for today—let go
the outbreath and all that clings
to its vibrant flow.
©2017 Only Breath Dennis Patrick Slattery
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