Sacred witness
Breathe with me
As I come up for air,
swimming through watery worlds
of ages and stages
that came and went,
of wonder and wickedness
that howled and swallowed
The gentle child in me
Breathe with me
let me know you're here
listening, feeling, sensing
depths of senseless sorrow.
Meet me in the cave,
precious and sacred:
in awe we will witness
the seldom seen
kernels of selfhood.
Breathe with me
between heartbeats,
Celebrating silences
where pain and pleasure
are pushing together.
Breathe with me
let me know you do
so I am less forsaken
so I slip a little deeper
so I know we are together
In the murk of my memories.
Breathe with me,
as I stroke baby hair
catching on the grooves
of my trembling digits,
humbled with radiation
of a skin so warm, so silky
so unbearably vulnerable:
we fuse, we commune
In the most holy presence
of my newborn innocence
Breathe with me
as we reassure
the creature
they have time to be.
No more pushing,
no one forcing,
as we become safety
and continuity,
redressing history
with a care filled embrace
Breathe with me
do it consciously
grasp the chain of events
linking us universally,
shatter lonely ceilings,
dissolve borders and boundaries,
melt distances
into sweet kisses,
as together we draw
a mighty
timeless breath.
This poem is the intellectual property
of Thierry Alexandre.