Saturday, May 28, 2011

no bounds

I love the breath that breathes me.

When I love the breath that breathes me,
I become the breath that breathes me.

When I become the breath that breathes me,
all boundaries fall away.

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4 comments:

  1. AnonymousMay 28, 2011 at 9:01 AM

    Beautiful...thank you, George! ♥ Cathy

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  2. AnonymousMay 28, 2011 at 10:00 AM

    Bounded breathlessness:
    The foresaken’s battle cry.
    Breather and breathed merge...


    --Gary

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  3. spatrickphdMay 29, 2011 at 8:17 PM

    True intimacy in every moment!

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  4. PatrickJune 1, 2011 at 6:29 AM

    George -- doing this fills me with awe. "Thanks" seems so inadequate, but thanks!

    Gary -- Your words really hit home. Thank you too!

    Blessings on all who travel here.

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