The Father Breath
The silence of the mountains
is not silence at all.
It is the patient breath of life
It is the father breath
the foundation breath
to which we can always
discover or return.
If even you hear it once
you will feel it
and it will settle into you
as it’s meant to
and inhabit you.
The breath of the father
is in the mountains vast
steep and alone
he stays as all things
he does not wait
but he is glad you are
with him.
Like forgotten children
or forgotten dreams
once returned
you realize again
you have everything you need
and more than you
could want.
These mountains.
This father’s breath,
they do call out to all,
do not be frail,
come to me
and live in me
and remember yourself
with me.
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