The more you know who you are & what you want, the less you allow anything to upset you
~ Stephanie Perkins
I'm trying to write in the style of Mary Oliver:
How To Know The Name Of Your Breath
- Shivpreet Singh
I went to the edge of the marsh
where the herons wade without apology.
The wind moved my hair but not my mind.
A snail traced its path across a stone—
slow, deliberate, without doubt.
I used to flinch at every ripple,
take every shadow personally.
But now I know the name of my breath,
the shape of my longing,
the weight I no longer carry.
Even the storm, when it comes,
sits beside me like an old friend
who no longer needs to speak.
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