With every breath I am able to read more clearly

Your love letter to me,

The rock of Your love

And know its surety

My inhale and exhale breathe light upon the pages

Of something greater than I ever knew,

Something I thought I could lose

All through the winding road and my rebellion,

I was still breathing

I don’t know if I’m here back again returned to You

But, maybe my breathing is something somehow deeper than knowing

Maybe peace runs deeper than the wounds of my understanding