The breath flies
From the soul
To the heart
It burns as life
We feel its touch
As it expands
The lungs quiver
With delight
The breath enters
Straight to the depths
Where it works
With mythical efficiency
Pistoning the spirit
Which propels the body
When the mind abides
By this silent rhythm
It catches the eye
Of the elusive soul
That gave us the breath
The breath. A Poem
The breath, our lifeline.
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