In no way can one imagine
A way, by hand, mind, nor soul,
To push, shove, or control air
No matter how astute, or old.
But inner & outer egos shall try
Lonely quests at best 'till death,
Romancing sun to falling stars
Uncommitted, to love which gives us breath.
Soon, hardly quickened, we age
Passionate memories slide in & out,
By then we've reached wisdom's cause
By then we'll know air, breath in, breath out!
--BlakMista--
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