From the moment of birth
When we leave the nurturing water
We are always enveloped by air
Warm or cool, moist or dry, thick or thin
Always providing life’s sustenance
Wrapping us in its stillness
Preserving, protecting and sustaining
Blowing over and around us
Its speed and direction created
By our own decisions,
Our motions through time and space,
Or causes and conditions beyond our knowledge and control
We luxuriate as the air stimulates our senses
Reacting as each change in the air changes us
Relishing the movement across our bodies, and
The awareness that is created.
The day will come
When the air no longer sustains or preserves me
When I will not feel or react to its changing temperature or composition
When I will be the dust that flies through the air
But that day is not today . . . it is not today.
For today is a day to breath deeply
To run through the fields and feel the wind rushing by
To be still and feel the wind gently wrapping me
To breath in life and exhale happiness and contentment
For life is good . . . life is good, and
I will breath of it . . . deeply.
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