So to make up for the "prepackaged" post this weekend I figured I'd treat those who read and hopefully follow this blog to a bit of my poetry. Hope you enjoy
Life requires air, as does sanity
Old stories of sailors caught in doldrums,
For want of a breath from any of the four winds.
Seemingly directionless, but purposed all the same.
The simple movement of air can change the course of history
or return life to a wasteland
It is an oft occurring miracle, not religious, no.
But awe inspiring just the same.
For without it, everything would wither to dust.
Such power of creation and destruction all in one,
It's a wonder we don't revere it more.