Silent expiration
Slow cessation of inspiration
Life’s stimulus
Not lost
Simply reflected
Mirror in this time, misted
And breathed out
Into another time
Exhaled gently 
Across space
Particles of humanity
Blown through eternity
Into another time
Uncurling, so the breathing out
Is breathed in
Into our other selves
Our other selves
Those parts we left behind
Forgotten in birth’s canal
Wait,in parallel time
Shadows of our truer self
And breathing in our passing breath
Resurrect once more
Into life

About the author


Add Comment

By badgerslabyrinth