Breathe Into Me

Breathe into me.

For there is a longing inside that remains unexpressed

A true current of meaning, but second-guessed.

It lies just beyond my reach

Because we have forgotten the subtler things.

Pour into me.

For there is a light I feel but cannot yet see.

Even such stunted prescience has vanished for many.

The world grows not dimmer, but rather our eyes darker

Because we have forgotten the softer things.

Re-instruct me.

For I long to know the art of what most say is dead

Purported reason and meaning overtly insipid.

Treasures misplaced only the past have cherished

Because we have forgotten the slower things

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