The Breath
Flows silently
Yet, impacts al
Watch the Breath
On a cold winter’s day
A mist forms – we see the Breath
Yet, again the Breath
It has no tangible form of its own
Except on a molecular level
As sons of God
We breathe with intention
Sending out the Breath within us
The frequency of the Breath
Is only as high as our intent
Set your intent – turned to heaven
The Breath
It is the airways of frequency
Goes wherever – flowing freely
Harness the Breath
Through the words we speak
Sending Life and Love to all
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