The Breath

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