Thursday, May 29, 2008


One day a wonderful plan

he had dreamed up

disintegrated in a matter of moments,

but still his breath

kept coming in and going out.

Another time, a tragedy took place

in his house, but his breath

didn’t break its rhythm.

Rain fell for fourteen days

one summer, but

it didn’t bother his breath.

His hopes have been burned

to cinders occasionally,

and the love of his life

lost color and passed away,

but his brave breath

didn’t notice,

never stopped being of service.

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