a blustery day
gusts of wind arise, subside
remind me to breathe
Filed under Writing, Zen
Beauty. Though I was sitting tonight and realized breathing wasn’t something I did but something that has a life of its own.
Thanks, Kim. The more precise and prosaic sequence went like this: I was sitting in a room by myself at school, critiquing a graduation thesis, when the wind suddenly gusted and subsided; in response I breathed in deeply and released the breath. Then, I thought that this moment might be haiku-worthy.
I like that the last line of this poem, read alone, could be taken as a request: please remind me to breathe…
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