Unborn, I was innocent.
I hadn't inhaled,
the gift not yet received.
The power came to me, I had the potential and finally I reached for the stars.
I had taken a breath.
The breath of life.
This life, also known as love.
I stumbled, I tumbled
and yet I shouted in glee as I sucked in the life, the love, with all my might.
That breath that I had taken, it was the sustinance of my life,
it kept me alive, and breathing.
The day came, when the breath was taken from me.
That which lovingly had kept him alive was now to take him to his knees.
I struggled, I would not let go.
They said to let go, let it go and the pain would die.
And yet, they did not know that I would die!
I clenched my fists, I gnashed my teeth, and I held.
I went from one fleeting breath to the next,
some just a silent hush of life,
another breath so powerful that I could swallow the life for what seemed forever.
I go now, skipping from one breath to the next, hoping for more than a gasp,
more than a breath...
I need the breath that will hold me up,
one that will surround me,
one that will guide my life with gentle wisps.
I long for the breath of life once more...
Breath of Life
By Nick "Wibblewozzer"