If Bones Could Breathe

Several years ago as I was working a phrase went through my mind, “if bones could breathe…” I liked the sound of it and over the next few weeks, I kept coming back to it and eventually decided I had to do something with it and over a period of months and various iterations I finally came to this:

if bones could breathe

if hands could touch us in those places
where we have lost touch
make us mindful where we have lost our minds

if touch could be the spark that would light up the network
the puff of wind that would revive the smoldering embers
into tiny dancing flames to light the way

if words could connect what fingers have touched
what hands have melted and nerves have sparked
then bones could breathe
and hands could think
hearts could dance

and bodies could sing

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