we remember each breath
like the first thrill we knew
that rushing air
coming in
the initial blast
may we remember each breath like the first the last
coming in as well a prayer a reverence to all that is holy and whole
and beautiful and supple and sweet and well the whole world is holy and
it is quite right to be here remember
Great way to celebrate Memorial Day...In remembrance of this breath. The wonderful gift of life that is given with great kindness in each breath we take!.... I like so much your poem !
Posted by: Edith | May 30, 2011 at 04:59 PM