the world itself is breathing,
but we’re not apt to know
if stuck behind a sonic wall
wherever we might go.
the constant respiration,
of living, at it’s core,
is pure simplicity, and breath,
and just then,
slightly
more
Other People's Feelings
the world itself is breathing,
but we’re not apt to know
if stuck behind a sonic wall
wherever we might go.
the constant respiration,
of living, at it’s core,
is pure simplicity, and breath,
and just then,
slightly
more
This is lovely :O) x