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A hand full of air
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When the going gets tough Something stirring
A cautious hover
Over a breaking smile
gratitude spills
tumbling over the reverently held ether
life lives here, moistened with
Blood, sweat, Tears and rain
Every fall a rise
Like the breath of providence
A dip left
A twist right
the rhythm of life inspires dance,
Poetry, art, music and song
Like air slipping over chords
Sacred Verbage
Vibration
Your hands are never empty
There is no void,
There is only the appearance of nothing
Which by the mere thought is even something
So grab on tight!
Even when it seems there is no thing
it really is something, isn't it?
Oh what we see, be and do when nothing is impossible!
This magnificent sip of
This magnificent sip of empowerment is a gift to the spirit and a delight to mind. You deliver life-affirming knowledge that can break chains and open doors, but you bring it with such natural agility and spectacular wordplay that I can believe it while reveling in every line.
As a bonus, there are poems within the poem that could stand on their own and endlessly shine on pedestals:
" Blood, sweat, Tears and rain
Every fall a rise"
And:
"Your hands are never empty"
And my favorite:
"Oh what we see, be and do when nothing is impossible!"
A breath of sublime air.
Beautiful
Beautiful piece.
Sacred verbiage really struck something in me. I liked that. Thank you xo