Im trying to breathe in -  to breath out.
Underwater.
- dark and serene,
so quiet and untouched.

And so on,
comes a moment- in which the human mind seems to hush

and all that is left.. is your blinking heart and the sun rays resting
on-top of the crystalline water.

All your troubles sink away while you test your lungs strength fighting for your worth.

Your purpose- in this never-ending ocean- is a- beating heart in an unnatural state.

A state in which you --> human,  acknowledge (pause) how lovely it is to sink. To just be present in the drowning sound.

It is when our mind is deeply quiet that we realize how beautiful life is. It is when the outside world seems to hush that we realize the loudness of our living.

That summer the wind blew my soul. It blew me to the minds of the good. It blew me to the arms of comfort . I let go of the string that connected me to the floor and asked the wind to guide me towards the door. I no longer listened to the voices that would make my head spin. I forgot what day or month it was... I was simply living, but in the way us humans are not programmed to live, not a typical work day, but a typical carefree day. I just simply forgot time.

Los suspiros son aire y van al aire.
Las lágrimas son agua y van al mar.
Dime, mujer, cuando el amor se olvida,
        ¿sabes tú adónde va?

and seeing your
eyes, slowly
hold onto your nights—
the wind's rustling.