I breathe stories

I breathe them in and out

There’s nothing like the witness of a world that’s being born

I breathe stories

My lungs are filled with pirate ships

And towers built, and towers falling down

I speak rivers into motion

I raise mountains with abandon

I write cities sprawling over land

And people to complete them

I tell stories of my family in a world that I have written

And my family breathes my stories

My love is etched in continents and sеas

We are stories

Bеginnings, middles, ends

Our power lies in living lives that touch a life or two

We are stories

Our families have grown to hold the lives

That touch the lives

That touch the lives that we do

We are poetry in motion

And our words give life to action

In this world we’ve built on games of chance

And hours of introspection

Let our stories turn to tidal waves

That sweep our families home again

And maps are etched in memories

And melodies

And who we want to be

I breathe stories

I breathe them in and out

And stories stitched together are how families are born

We are stories

Our lives are built on weaving all our stories

Into worlds we call our own

We are power, we’re devotion

Love each other with abandon

We are rivers, mountains, cities

And the tapestry that holds them

My heart is in the brushstrokes

Of the world that I have written

And my family breathes my stories

My love is etched in continents and seas