breathe

We just need to hang in there a little longer, spend a little more of our energy... Breathe...

Remember how to breathe, how to live...please!!

For once,engulf,not air,but hope.For once,breathe on,a firm belief!

As long as I can hear the sweet melody of your words, I need not; The angel__ secret, to be whispered in my ears As long as I can lace your silky fingers round my own, I need not; Pretty diamonds, nor big cash nor gold As long as I can watch the handsome sunshine of your face, I need not; Open skies, nor snowfall, nor the rain As long as I can gaze into the emeralds of your eyes, I need not; New colors, new wings or paradise As long as I can feel the tender tickle of your breath, I need not; The drifting wind, nor its call, nor caress As long as I can feel your soft lips upon mine, I need not; Melted sugar, nor the most expensive of wines As long as I can feel your warm body close to me I need not; A blanket, nor a bonfire's luxury As long as I can see you every morning I wake, I need not; A mirror, nor a cloud, nor shade As long as I can keep you in every petal of memories I need not: Dreams, nor desires, nor fantasies And as long as I can hold you in every moment that I breathe, I need not; Oxygen, nor blood, nor heartbeats.

If you are feeling stressed out, stop and take 10 deep breaths...it really does help! Then focus your mind on one thing and one thing only; things are only overwhelming when you look at them all at once.

I write because sometimes I feel I cannot breathe...until I do.

Just smile, breath, and give thanks (and there is always a reason to), because it beats the hell out of the alternative.

With every breath, I breathe in so much of inspiration. I feel if there is one thing as free and as important as oxygen, it's inspiration.

Open your heart! Even in trying times. Relax. Breathe. Allow. Feel lighter, happier, and at peace.

The only depth where I can breathe, and don't need to fight for air, is in your love.

Why spend our time searching to feel reality, when it__ the times that don__ feel real that we remember forever?

Maybe life is all about twirling under one of those midnight skies, cutting a swathe through the breeze and gently closing your eyes.

In the vast reaches of the dry, cold night, thousands of stars were constantly appearing, and their sparkling icicles, loosened at once, began to slip gradually toward the horizon.

This morning I woke up before the alarm clock went off and the sky outside was a big red ocean. You're beautiful when you're sleeping so I spent an hour observing the way you breathe. Inhale, exhale, without a thought of tomorrow. The window was open and the air was so crisp and I couldn't imagine how to ever ask for more than this.

Breath is the finest gift of nature. Be grateful for this wonderful gift.

Just be, right now, here; & breathe. Stop questioning every little thing, stop analysing how it should be and let go of the control, you hold so tightly onto; and beging to trust the magic of yourself.

Allow yourself to let go, surrender, and breathe in the beautiful world that is waiting for you just outside of your comfort zone.

I almost feel bad for declining, but I feel more terrible that I can__ stop looking at how his chest rises and falls with each of his frustrated breaths.