Poetic Inhalation

There is an art to expressing emotional existence. Like a gentle breeze whispering to spring petals, but sometimes our tongues are too tired to speak. In the tender spaces where silence roams, to heal, I release thoughts to swim with metaphorical ripples, floating slowly through waves, kissing sandy shores or merging with the sea. Words forgive and soothe when weaved freely, like a reminder of cleansing sentimental lyrics, which reset the mind to allow the heart to calm.