Do not attempt to hold on. . .

Keep letting go
allow it to pass through you
do not attempt to hold on
to keep, to own
let it blow through you
like a breeze
smell the scent
on the wind
feel it touch you
and allow it to go
on its way


© Susannah Bec 2011

Time to take a breath

There is a time
for spiralling outward

Spreading your petals
into the sunshine

Floating your fragrance
on the breeze

A time for exhaling.

But . . .

It is also wise to recognise when
you are running out of breath

When it is time once again
- to inhale

The in breath brings nutrients
infuses us with fresh energy

Fills the empty spaces
created by the out breath

In and out
In and out

The endless rhythm
sustains life

It is so important
to know how

to breathe. . .


© Susannah Bec 2011

Though You Are A Stranger

You, who speak of trees
and wild things,

who spills poetry
into each word.

Though you are a stranger,
I feel your every move.

You appear on screen. . .

flickering pixels
hold your words.

All I know of you. . .

letters made into words
into poetry.

You have no body. . .

but your words
contain your soul.


(For a wonderful poet whose writing moves and inspires me.)

© Susannah Bec 2011