There’s something beautiful in the way breath becomes both grounding and surrender here. The image of making the wind your friend gives the piece its quiet power.
The poem locates peace not as the absence of chaos but as a different relationship with it. The wind does not become safe, it becomes familiar. That distinction matters because most people are waiting for the storm to stop before they decide to breathe and the poem is saying that the breathing is actually what changes the experience of the storm, not the other way around.
Marwa, thank you for reminding me that I don't need wings to fly, just the courage to trust the wind. Your words are the embrace my own chaos needed today.
Nice to meet you, Marwa. The idea of riding the wind is something I never had before. I have always thought that going with the flow means not having my own axis, so I tend to try to control things, and instead of riding the wind, I end up going against it, and maybe that is why things don’t go as smoothly as I want. It might be a bad example, but it feels like taking a shot into a headwind in golf.
Beautiful words. Your hurricane has me pondering...
Power, raw, wild and absolute... It calls us to harness intentions and then be carried: swirled, opened, held, ascended... no wings, just wonder and awe.
I usually hold my breath in times of chaos and other times too. But I was breathing reading this. It was regulating. I may read it into the wind tomorrow. Beautiful
There’s something beautiful in the way breath becomes both grounding and surrender here. The image of making the wind your friend gives the piece its quiet power.
Than you for adding insights Adrien 🙏🌸
It was my pleasure reading it:)
Your words are so powerfully inspiring, the imagery is amazing and beautiful ♥️🙏🏼
Thank you Aaliya, I appreciate it your comment means a lot to me ❤️🙏🫶
“Perhaps peace begins not by resisting chaos, but by learning how to be carried without losing breath.”
That stayed with me.
What a beautiful insight Antonio 🙏🫶🌸
The poem locates peace not as the absence of chaos but as a different relationship with it. The wind does not become safe, it becomes familiar. That distinction matters because most people are waiting for the storm to stop before they decide to breathe and the poem is saying that the breathing is actually what changes the experience of the storm, not the other way around.
Thank you for this note. I really love how you put it in words that make complete sense 🌸🙏
Thanks so much.
Marwa, thank you for reminding me that I don't need wings to fly, just the courage to trust the wind. Your words are the embrace my own chaos needed today.
Thank you Palabra , I’m really happy this resonated 🙏🌸🫶
“ Forget riding waves
ride the wind” 🔥✨
🫶🌸
Nice to meet you, Marwa. The idea of riding the wind is something I never had before. I have always thought that going with the flow means not having my own axis, so I tend to try to control things, and instead of riding the wind, I end up going against it, and maybe that is why things don’t go as smoothly as I want. It might be a bad example, but it feels like taking a shot into a headwind in golf.
Pleasure to meet you Keiichiro. Thank you for sharing this, I’m really happy to hear this resonated with you 🙏🙏🫶🌸
There’s something calming in this… not trying to control the chaos, just learning how to move with it.
“breathe when you fall, breathe when you rise” stayed with me. 🤍
Thank you Priya, I’m really happy to hear this 🫶🌸🙏
Very peaceful lines, such a calming and grounding piece. The line about becoming friends with the wind really stayed with me 🌬️🌻
Thank you Diana, I’m really happy this resonated with you 🌸🫶🙏
'people were not made for this
yet hurricanes
carry heavier things...'
Beautiful words. Your hurricane has me pondering...
Power, raw, wild and absolute... It calls us to harness intentions and then be carried: swirled, opened, held, ascended... no wings, just wonder and awe.
Mmmm, yes... thank you.
🙏🫶🫶🫶🌸🌸🌸 your words are absolutely beautiful
Back at you! Joy…
Maybe it's time I made the wind my friend then.
🙌 I’ll want to know how that goes 🙂
I usually hold my breath in times of chaos and other times too. But I was breathing reading this. It was regulating. I may read it into the wind tomorrow. Beautiful
Thank you for this very kind and sweet note 🫶🙏🌸 I’m very happy these words gave you the same state they gave me 💐
"there is nothing left to fear
when you’ve made
the wind
your friend" I love how you ended this. This poem showcases so much inner strength, well done.
Thank you so much, your words mean a lot to me 🙏🌸🫶
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I love how light you make the profound.
Its a poem a feel for reading again and again 🫶
I love your insights they go directly to my heart ❤️❤️❤️❤️
"Breathing in Silence"
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My error. Sorry. I repaired it.