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Breathe, my love — meditation

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The song is on YouTube: watch the video.
The same song, wider and softer — made for the first hard nights when the craving comes and you just need to breathe through it.
The lyric
Take a deep breath, my friend, the night is done
The garden of your lungs has met the sun
Every pore is drinking, every leaf is new
The air is full of honey — and it's all for you
Breathe, my love, breathe — the Beloved is near
The reed sings through the reed-bed, there is nothing left to fear
What you thought you were losing was never yours to keep
Breathe, my love, breathe — and wake from your sleep
The bark of the forest, rain on the stone
The world is handing back a sense you thought was gone
The taste of the morning, the salt of the sea
Everything you lost is coming back to you
There is a bellows, a temple, a bell
There is a house in my chest where I'm well
The smoke was a tenant, the light is the lease
I breathe, and the rooms of my body find peace
The reed was cut and it learned to sing
Its sorrow became the sweetest thing
You are that reed, and the breath is the song
Nothing was taken — you were singing all along
You left like a lover who stayed far too long
And I sang to the smoke till it turned into song
Now the air in my chest is a field after rain
And the future walks barefoot through me again
The future is writing me letters tonight
She says: keep the window, keep the door wide, keep the light
I answer with breathing — a thread and a song
The man I am becoming has waited so long
Breathe me the field, breathe me the sea
Breathe me the stranger I'm going to be
Every breath is a promise the body can keep
Every breath is a door that was never asleep
Free air, free air, on the roof of my mouth
The wind from the harbor, the wind from the south
I was a locked window, I was a closed door
Now I'm a field and I'm asking for more
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