The hope that is left after all your hopes are gone -- that is pure hope, rooted in the heart.
~ from GRATEFULNESS: THE HEART OF PRAYER by Br. David Steindl-Rast, thanks to Liz Stewart
Breath animates the clay of our being. It is the lusty cry of the newborn, and the essence of wind, spirit, muse, sound...Everything "breathes." Think of the woods on a spring day, the sussuration of leaves, the rippling grasses, the trembling of dappled light.