One Breath And Then Another

My breath might be shallow or deep.

It could be hurried or labored or slow.

I might be happy or sad,

 exhilarated or bored,

tired, energized, peaceful or mad,

but no matter the state of my breath

or of myself, I have to take

one breath before I can take another.

                                                                                        JDG

 

This entry was posted in poetry.

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