That moment between each breath
That people see as nothingness,
Is the space where true life really does exist,
That moment of peace and quiet,
That bliss contains much love
That gap between our breaths
Is more than enough,
To know the answers to everything
And just how we should live,
The moment of nothingness
Is the universe’s gift,
To those that understand.
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Leadership development, inspiring creativity, and personal transformation.
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Singer and teacher in Maui, Hawaii
philosophy, travel, poetry
For those awakening divine humans
Querencia is a place where one feels secure, ‘a place from which one’s strength of character is drawn
Live Simply Love Deeply Dine Well
Work, Life, Relationship, And Everything In Between.
They're mine, and yours 'cause our voice got lost somewhere in between. Welcome home...
A personal blog,Nature,Dogs,poetry
the little blog of everything
Poetry ~ Musings ~ Christian Ethos ~ Storiettes
Poetry, and a whole lot of mental health awareness/problems
Beautiful quotes and thoughts
The world through my eyes
Music, mama hood, meaning...
I read a story once (or maybe it was a movie), about a man’s whole life lived between one breathe and the next while standing in front of a firing squad.
Your poem reminded me of this.
I love your poetry. Thank you ❤️
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Thanks very much for your kind words and support my friend 🌹💝🙏 Faux
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