Sunday, April 4, 2010

i feel the breeze

I feel the breeze
Of the door opening
And closing
It has been doing so
For awhile
As I have been dozing
The air is not fresh
The air is not soft
But I feel myself
Being born aloft
Where am i
Who am i
What is going on here
The earth is still moving
And coming so near

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greetings! i have managed to incorporate my eternal woodstock nation spirit with the high tech 21st century world. i am an artist/writer, who dabbles in rhyme, and, sometimes, reason. my passions are my husband, who is truly the wind that ruffles my sails, animals rights, yoga...waking up in the morning. i find inspiration in too many things to list, and far too many more to remember. sketching, watercolor painting,poetry and photography are my ways of expressing joy and gratitude. from living with a chronic illness, i have learned the beauty of each day, and treat each as another sun salutation, and another chance.