two feet, two lungs, one heart
lifting me
high above the noise
of the city…
of my heart.
Steps, breath, beating,
I rise
higher and here
I can hear the locust,
my ear attuned to the bluebird -
I can hear myself.
Two feet, each aching step
a victory.
Two lungs, each breath
a symphony.
One heart, each beat
a miracle.
High above the noise
of life,
I hear LIFE.
~Deborah Linne
I can hear you come to life in this!!
I can see you come to life in this!