Breathwork

There is the stuff of us

you said, in the breath

pieces of form, matter

Your mouth covers mine

a seal, a ritual

encasing every solemnity that arises

from that place of knowing God

This is the breathwork of creation

lovemaking from the air

of unconditional exchange

We each take turns,

giving and receiving (tonglen)

This gift of life we designed ourselves to give

in resuscitation of our true nature