DEPENDABILITY
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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