Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Breathing

by
Jim Bronyaur

A fragile wind
The feel of your name
As it rushes into my ear.
To my heart.
Carrying a fading sky on my back
I pull the horizon to you
I pull the weak and the missing
So you can heal them with a glance.
The one that made me float.
As you look beyond what it is
What do you see?
Can you come through all that shouldn’t -
To live and be as you are?
Without it. Without everything.
I cannot be.
I just cannot be.

6 comments:

Anne Tyler Lord said...

truly, truly beautiful!

Maria A. Kelly said...

Profound and beautiful. I love it.

"Carrying a fading sky on my back
I pull the horizon to you..."

That's just gorgeous.

Kaston said...

Stunning imagery. I'm with Maria about the line, "Carrying a fading sky on my back / I pull the horizon to you..."

Keep up the good work!

Kaston
http://akashio.wordpress.com

Jim said...

Aw, you guys are the best!

Thanks for the awesome comments AND support for Soft Whispers!

Jim

Cynthia Schuerr said...

Very beautiful, Jim.

Michael Solender said...

This piece is bright and revealing. Nicely done.