May’s theme post for Nourishing Storm.  Inspiration doesn’t always come easy.  This was inspired by my nephew, Larry, who will live forever in my heart.

I am inspired in the truest sense of the word.  Spire means breath.  And I am breathing still.  I have life within me.  My muse today isn’t kind.  This day’s inspiration is quite painful.  But inspiration strikes however it will.

They come unannounced, these moments that remind me of what is most important in life.  These moments that rob me of my breath and force purpose into my next inhale.  To draw life within again.  I let the breath mingle with my soul hoping to hold it there but knowing I must exhale.  And I exhale a part of my life back out into the wind.

We share the same breath, you and I and everything.  The same wind.

Drawn within and released back out again to go on inspiring as it may.  With the grace of a gentle breeze through my hair, with the joy of a playful whirlwind of leaves or, as it has me now, with the full force of a fierce tempest through my soul.  Same wind.

I draw it in again.  Same air you exhaled.  I let life back in.  Let this breath fill me up with everything it has.  I hold it in my lungs, hold it in my heart.  I let it inspire me to love harder. Let it stir me in its bittersweet way. Then let it go.  Off into the gales that whip around me, off with a piece of my love for you. That like the wind, you will go on forever.