ANGEL'S BREATH

                                                The brutal awakening to the fragility of life
                                                   Shakes the delicate lightness of being
                               At the time life was dancing with glee and was dancing with grace.
                                           The dance will not stop for long nor will life’s embrace
                                      As I feel her around me… beating, pulsing, and beaming
                                  Neither slow nor running, passing through the earth’s veins.
                                                   And I walk, not in haste, but in hope
                                                   Listening to her whisper and her calling.
                                            I do not see dark clouds lurking to cover the sun,
                                                               As I choose to see light!
                                             When the last rays of light give away
                                  And the night pillows my head offering comfort and owe,
                                                                I shall again awake to life
                                          And take her to my lips like the breath of an angel,
                                                           Enchanting and wooing.