So what is this, this breath?
It has helped me live, grow
I did nothing.
Blood flesh height weight
All formed effortlessly with the
guest
Coming in going out,
I see some airtight food there on
the shelf
Fresh as mommies!
So what is this, this breath?
The outsider takes me slowly to
death
Air intrudes in moments
immeasurable in me despite me.
Balances life and death,
I have inertia so to fight to defend,
To offend to maintain my stance
dignity,
Grace and position,
Cause it’s healing and killing in
the same stretch!
So what is this, this breath?
Like an invisible invincible
paranoid
It comes and goes.
Creation and destruction at one go.
I have all the reasons to live,
In the way it is…
With the constant conscious companion!
Who teaches me to live in the
moment!
I won’t give in till my guru gives
up,
But I’d have this question still in
me,
Thrown up in the air,
Be it fair unfair,
So what is this, this breath?
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