A still breeze

Standing, sitting, kneeling, laying,

Resting, sleeping, dreaming, praying.

Waking, stretching, rising, 

up now to join the world as it breathes.

 

Momentum growing, paces rising,

Birds are chirping, the world turning

But what if it all stopped...

Finding your lungs breathless, lifeless.

 

One breath is all you need.

Keeps the brain working, the blood pumping

The adrenaline driving

 

Something we take for granted. The need for air. 

Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale...slower..relaxed.

Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale...faster...rushed.

 

Our breaths keep pace with us

And we keep pace with our breaths.

Until the last breath we take, when air is needed no more.

This poem is about: 
Me

Comments

Zach Carr

With this poem, I wanted to explore the importance of air that we use in day to day tasks. Our breathing changes based on the movements we make. 

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