The Keeper of Breaths
We weary travelers
know the gifts of wondrous
meetings that bring wisdom
to our souls and love to
our hearts. The gift of a
written meeting bares
lessons to be shared in
future endeavors. I have met
several wisdom keepers, but
one stands out now:The
Keeper of the breathes. He keeps
the many breathes within him;
each has it own use and purpose.
The Breath of Fire – brings heat and
passions to our hearts, exciting
movement through the clearing
of our soul. The Breath of Love –
bares a persistent patience that
nurtures a divinity within life.
The Breath of Peace, the soul of
the dove, moves through both
solemn and active actions, bringing
the gift of solace to an agitated soul.
The Breath of Life greets every day
with a wanting sigh that welcomes
gratefulness to the morning’s breath.
The Breathe of Learning holds to
the practiced experiences that life
aligns with our growth, utilizing
the breath unites the body to the
mine. The Breath of Truth holds to
the book of time, that tome where all
acts have been recorded, giving life
the strength to perform the acts that
evolution of the soul requires. The
Breath of Smoke makes holy the
area where life lives, blessing all
eternity with the sacredness that is life.
Yes, we weary travelers know the
blessings of the fated meetings
through time and experience. We
rovers, having met the Keepers of Wisdom,
usually not in those we would assume
wisdom to be found in, come to
know that life is a conundrum of
esoterica, forever blessing this
sacred world of beauty with an
eternity to shine for our love.
