by Mac McGovern
I listen and admire as the sound of your breathing alerts to the beauty that is your life.
You take in only what stimulates and increases your intensity.
You work to inspire and push yourself in transitioning between barriers that define benefits to be gained, weighed against potential loss.
You pressure yourself, respiring, propelling you through each day.
You casually cast aside useless components, unseen, yet, still present.
Your chest rises and falls in response to unconscious actions.
I listen and admire the sound of your breathing, that alerts to the beauty that is your life.
This poem is actually the description of what happens as we breath in and out. I used my love sleeping because, that is the time breathing is the most normal.
Last updated January 18, 2012