Breathe in, breathe out.
Dig deep into your soul.
Watch dust particles dance in the sun.
Breathe in, breathe out.
Feel the breeze against your skin.
Find paradise in the smallest of things.
Breathe in, breathe out.
This is life. This is living.
Living isn’t the same as existing.

Β© Sarah Doughty

For the #MayBookPrompts – Paradise Lost

39 thoughts on “Living”

  1. magnificent submit, very informative. I ponder why the opposite specialists of
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  2. Love this poem and know it needs to be lived. I was recently able to sit by the ocean and watch the waves. Part of me relaxed, but I couldn’t fully let go. Thoughts about what awaited me at work when I returned, worries over needing to ‘let go’ of my college aged child while still keeping some sort of closeness, and just my life in general kept me from completely living in the moment. I need to be better at saying not just ‘yes’, but saying ‘YES!!!’ to moments in life.

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  3. This is as great poem! Living is indeed different then just breathing. Time is the one commodity that can be spent but never gotten back again so spend it wisely.

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  4. “To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower, Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand And Eternity in an hour.” (William Blake) You expressed it in your own inimitable way, Sarah.

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