It’s hardly a few
minutes before the crack of dawn
My alarm sounds
off with a cathedral song
The coolness of
the air a small sting when I throw off the sheet
And I’m suddenly
aware of a small thing, I breathe.
I breathe in
slow, a thirty count, and exhale
What is a long
breath? Without it life would pale
I breathe in and
hold till I gasp
My chest all
tight my mind racing fast
I breathe! And I’m
immersed in gratitude!
There on my left,
my woman my wife
I recall her first morning in my arms; she became part of my life
Her heart a
smooth beat there near her breast
A
sweet whisper and her breath across my chest
She breathes! And
I’m immersed in gratitude!
A rustling in the
next room, my son's normal grumble
He flies down the
stairs in a reckless tumble
I recall his very
first breath, for his lungs a first test
When he joined us
on our march to an inevitable death
He breathes! And I’m
immersed in gratitude!
I hear the big
lake throw her waves on my shore
Her tides come
and go sometimes close to my door
Her lungs filled
with all manner of life
The moon is her
lover and he hugs her, each day twice
She Breathes! And
I’m immersed in gratitude!
And through the
glass pane before I rise
I see the
twinkling of heaven's stars in the sky
A thousand suns
born and spun
The universe
alive with stardust and galaxies known to none
It breathes! And
I’m immersed in gratitude!
Gunner©
