breathing lessons

With the influenza sweeping the country and the thick haze, I realize that I’ve taken the simple act of breathing for granted. Too often. Yet in my foolishness, I’m again reminded that with every breath, life is given and there’s much sacredness to the filling of the lungs. The rising and falling of the chest. Life to the blood. Blood for life.

It’s truly something to be silent for moment to listen to nothing but your breathing. And it’s more than something to be able to listen to the breathing of those you love.


One comment

  1. j

    Beautiful, absolutely.

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