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Inspired by this quote:
“Appreciation can make a day, even change a life. Your willingness to put it into words is all that is necessary.” -Margaret Cousins

Deep Deep Breath
By Jaden Brulotte

Two steps back and a deep, deep breath
a meditation minute to reflect
rejoice at your choices, your life, your thoughts
sometimes we forget...

Appreciate
the breath of wind, rising goosebumps on your arms, static cling to this minute moment in time
the rise of the surf reaching up to lick at your toes, friendly and provocative
crushing on you
appreciate
the time you have spent
wandering wondrous trails, mountains, rivers and forests, passing through nature,
tourist on a trail of treasures
tweaking your image of the world -- as it exists-- as you scatter your scent
through the underbrush.
appreciate
butterfly kisses, lashes swishing your face, downsized dirty fingers grabbing at your hair
pulling you there, to the place where you might find
appreciation
for silent sitting, waiting patiently, words meant and not spoken, some spoken and not meant, drifting through your head like cumulonimbus, breaking apart barriers and bouncing back to you with new meaning
appreciate
the jangle chain of laughter, having captured it in your memories, pictures, moments of forever caught like little presents, with your presence keeping them alive
appreciate
familiar faces, friendly fools facing you, even with bad news but somehow
it's appreciation that you feel, not flaking out
not finding fault, focusing on the fusion of happiness
joy has been packaged and carried, bought and brought to me in so many ways
profoundly purposeful, this placement of people
this bright-eyed beauty facing me today
this amorous arm draped over my shoulder
this knowledge that never will I be alone
this meditation minute to reflect
I appreciate you, with my deep deep breath.



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  1. Chubby ChiequeAugust 14, 2008 at 10:17 AM

    Am a poems & quotes fanatic!!! I do love your words.

    Thanks for giving my evening perfect thinking those nice little words that go right through the heart.

    Enjoy your evening!
    //chie

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