“Breathe on me, breath of God, fill me with life anew,
That I may love what thou dost love, and do what thou wouldst do,
Breathe on me, breath of God, until my heart is pure,
Until with thee I will one will, to do and to endure.
Breathe on me, breath of God, till I am wholly thine,
Till all this earthly part of me glows with thy fire divine.
Breathe on me, breath of God, so shall I never die,
But live with thee the perfect life of thine eternity.”
~ Edwin Hatch, 1878
And the king chose to touch a tiny feather,
so that it soared up marvelously,
and strong wind bore it up so that it did not fall. . .
~ Hildegard Von Bingen
a tiny feather on the breath of G-d
breathe the fire of Your life
into my heart