" I would like to be the air that inhabits you for a moment only. I would like to be that unnoticed & that necessary"* Variations on Sleep Margeret Atwood
to be inhaled into your essence to become your breath in this world
to inhabit the marrow of your soul
is but a dream
for we are, different components different aspects
needed to compliment needed to inspire the pthers aspirations needed to question the motive to mobilise the heart to gain forward momentum
we do not subsume each other... we are become, to one another catalysts gunpowder and fuse lit.....to make the world explode...
we are not each others breath.... but, we are each others, reason to breathe...
What do you dream of my love... I watch you twitch and murmur.... are you a big brave hunter.... or something less ferocious... tis no matter to me....
i love you and if you could walk me dreams with me you would know that there you are a gentle hero
it is my belief that poetry should make you feel....and think... birthing new understanding of oneself and ones surrounding... these then are some of the thoughts that become progeny of this snippet of Margeret Atwoods work.