I feel your soft breath, tender wind, gentle spirit,
In the moving air--inspires me w/a perfect רוּחַ fit
Just laugh and play the life within us fills a gray,
Invisible to the wind-slides us thru an oily away,
What power in the traces bends our tree to kneel
Hovers o'er me-Spirit of a face-in the waters heal
Animation-life itself barren-might a beauty force
Reshapes us unseen whisper-skin close--a course
Be a silver quiet silence feel your breath, rise--fall
A visible change in us--leave us roving almost all
I see the movement in your chest holy now & rest
From the dust--meaning--side to side east to west
Carry me away sustained your breath-lean on me,
Your spirit moves in me--still--alive-in spaces free,
When you feel alone-stir us together-flow us slow,
In an early morning flight trying everything know
Feb 20
Feb 20, 2026 at 9:45 AM UTC
I feel your soft breath, tender wind, gentle spirit,
In the moving air--inspires me w/a perfect רוּחַ fit
Just laugh and play the life within us fills a gray,
Invisible to the wind-slides us thru an oily away,
What power in the traces bends our tree to kneel
Hovers o'er me-Spirit of a face-in the waters heal
Animation-life itself barren-might a beauty force
Reshapes us unseen whisper-skin close--a course
Be a silver quiet silence feel your breath, rise--fall
A visible change in us--leave us roving almost all
I see the movement in your chest holy now & rest
From the dust--meaning--side to side east to west
Carry me away sustained your breath-lean on me,
Your spirit moves in me--still--alive-in spaces free,
When you feel alone-stir us together-flow us slow,
In an early morning flight trying everything know
It does the soul good, sometimes, to secretly confess to no one but the wind in the trees, birds in their nests, that we like to try a little bit of everything with our coffee early in the morning, different ways to rise and fall, perfect, at rest, always leaning back to you, a spirit in a fall. (Ruach)
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