Breath - Taking

I eat, sing, dance, laugh, cry and sweat.

It doesn’t really matter whether I’m moving or at rest.

As a man of the world there are so many goals to be met.

“Your lungs work fine” the words of my last cigarette.

Subtle and silent, thou art master; giver.

A ghost without color, so much subtle power!

Breaking shore incessantly, no respite for life's lover 

The engine of my life; better - my fuel for ever? 

Multiple deceptive forms- amorous as hell, 

You spell life for animal, plant and microbe as well.

The common factor, our impartial bell.

Fools muse: the primacy of men!

The rightful father of language: you carry our each word.

Oblivious humans think not much of your worth!

Draped in our immortal language Gods; merely mortal souls.

So I take you for granted until it becomes evident.

Usually at the battlefield stretcher or the hospital bed.

While running for one’s life or chasing fate.

The ignorance of a lifetime O breath: is met at death.

Coming as you wish and leaving as you please.

Thou are second to none in the bazaar of beings.