The Gift

I breathe in

the gift of Infinite Spirit.

I pause.

I breathe out

what my human self

has done with this gift

and what that gift

has done with me.

I breathe in.

I pause.

I breathe out –

until at last

my human self

takes its final breath

and returns

to a place

beyond human form.

                                                                                JDG

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One comment on “The Gift

  1. Mr. Mel's avatar Mr. Mel says:

    Beautiful Joan. This could only have been written by one with understanding. Thank you for sharing.

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