Movement in Time ~ 30th April – 2nd May 2016 ~ Poetry Clare
Time's Breath
The breath of time touches me
Breathing air into my lungs
Sight into my eyes
A bell for the listening
An impulse in the belly
A flower in my heart
Beating a drum, with a dream
That needs to live, to find a way
To be true to the earth
From which it came
The breath of time touches me
Breathing air into my lungs
Sight into my eyes
A bell for the listening
An impulse in the belly
A flower in my heart
Beating a drum, with a dream
That needs to live, to find a way
To be true to the earth
From which it came