To breath free of time, and free
of every impediment save air.
The inner breath seeks and creates,
the outer draws it forth.
Air, like a thumb print,
bears your lung print:
the world touches you.
Air, food and water
intimate our connection to the world.
We kick up the earth,
a dust cloud rises; denser dust
are we, who create motion,
dancing with the world
the dance called life.