There’s writing that people love

Often called literature, or the arts.

Yet the most exciting literature for me is mine.

I love words that

Reveal myself like a telescope realizes galaxies

I love words that

Reveal myself like a microscope realizes galaxies

I love these words that

Reveal whatever anything is or could be

To myself.

I love using words that

Reveal their meaning through their very use

"Love"

That we are able to explore ourselves

Is to become capable of sharing.

You may know me in ways I don’t know myself

But you’ll never be able to love me

If I’m not loving myself

And I’m in love

- No offence -

Because it’s not about anybody else

If I don’t carry a peace.
 

And there’s a tranquility that tastes like

Creators breath

Which is the wind of this body exhaling,

Which is the wind of this earth, exhaling,

Which is the expansion of this galaxy traveling

These planets and this sun traveling away from

Everything else

Even this universe is breathing.

And my heart is trying to describe the
Tranquility that tastes

Like creator's breath

I don’t understand these things

But I’m not afraid that the human mind does

We’re not making this up

All we can be, is

Be

And in all these exhalations

We may be living

Inhalations.