Beathe in

Beathe in

A Poem by Ochu

a short poem on how little we care about the things that matter most

The wind brings words as breathe to your lungs, hear the song of life
within you. A song that pushes the clouds through the sky, like your
life along its path. That beautiful song heard with your lungs, and not
your ears. An invisible gift, never thought of unless its needed, yet
always present.

© 2014 Ochu

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Added on March 22, 2014
Last Updated on March 22, 2014
Tags: wind, poem, breathe, song, life, poerty, gift