The breath of life

The breath keeps our lungs always full

Of life, even if we forget to pull

Constantly whispering life’s great secret

That this journey isn’t all that frequent

Where would we be without this chance?

Perhaps distant stardust, frozen in a cosmic trance

We are given eyes and ears

As searchlights, not tools to parlay our fears

Our breath paves the roadway

Staying on it, our mind will not sway

Becoming benign as a celestial ornament in orbit

Without changing tracks for a whiff of profit

Life and death dance in our nostrils

When it’s music isn’t heard, we are living fossils

Our promise to life is kept in the here and now

In every breath, we renew that vow