Rhythm

I hear your heartbeat

in me.

I hear your footstep

I feel the rhythm of

your voice in my soul.

Your love

Your heart

You

My breath

my heart

my soul

You

Show me the way

to keep this sacred rhythm alive.

Teach me to love me

so that I can love your creation.

Me.

You are the Master

Drummer.

My heart beats to the rhythm

You set.

But my body forgets.

My mind wanders far afield.

Only when I listen with quiet ears

only when I slow the

beating of my own heart

only when I slow

can I discern the steady,

love-infused call of your voice.

Your Voice

barely more than a whisper.

But

when I quiet

when my breath slows

when my heart beats to the rhythm

of my breath

does my mind quiet.

And I remember.

And awaken.

And wish to never be asleep again.

Lead me to the rhythm

of your heart,

your breath

and your voice.

For it is in the cradle of your arms

with your exhale creating my inhale

that I come alive,

and live this life.

Published by Niki Chopra Richardson

TéO is my name for God. But it is also interchangeable with my my guardian angels who send me messages, answer my questions and often take over my writing. This explains italics, pull quotes, headers and tense person changes. I’ve attempted to differentiate Their thoughts and words from mine. Learning to Let Go and Let Go(d). Trusting Surrender.

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