Hail to thee, Air
Mover of life
Purest of pure elements
The first – Bringer of life
The last – Bringer of death
How I breathe thee fully and completely
Live every life to its fullest
Lungs filled with thy vital essence
aetheric, illimitable
Filling this vessel and countless others
Prompting us to move forth and by thus moving others forward
Within without
Suffuse, crystalline and oceanic, thine immensity overwhelms not
Same immensity that breathed into the unborn universe
Causing that age old contraction, the expanse of Its eternal exhaling
I too breathe in accord with it
When thoughts become ponderous
Their weight lifted as the lightest air
Becoming naught, but air
Ennobling, simplifying into that prime element
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Songs of the Reed
PoetryA repository of various poems that I have written over the years gathered into this publication. Influences range from Whitman, Ginsberg to Shakespeare and Milton and confluence into what is hopefully a larger collection. It'll be updated daily with...
