Poetry Train #75


You can hear me breathe
In the soft sigh of the wind.
You can feel my warmth
In the grit of the earth.

My heartbeat sounds
In the running of the streams.
My soul is there
In the beauty of a sunrise.

I am in everything.
My very essence of life
Is interwoven with every
Other creature and thing.

When one dies,
I die as well.
When one is born,
I live again.

That is what life means.
Connection with everything,
Even when I believe
I am alone.

c. 2008 T.A. Chase

4 Responses “Poetry Train #75”

  1. Carol H says:

    Nice, T.A. What a way to end my Monday. Great eye candy as well. Looks like he is up to something (hopefully).

  2. Melissa Bradley says:

    Exquisite verse, TA and I echo Jambrea’s sentiment. It is a beautiful way to start a Monday, although my start is getting off to a much later one today. 🙂

  3. Kristie says:

    Very, very nice TA.

  4. Jambrea says:

    What a wonderful way to start a Monday. Thank you so much and know that you are never alone. 🙂

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