Saturday, April 11, 2009

Air

The reason you're born, the reason you live
The reason a fire burns from deep within

Never shows itself but in the subtlest way
Like the gentle sea breeze on a summer day

For more space it never begs or pleads
Only fills up the void and makes you complete

And in a suffocating moment when it's gone
You'll realize its worth all along

True love, a treasure to cherish forever
Like the air we breathe, as priceless and dear


April 10th, 2009.

3 comments:

  1. This reminded me of the poem by Borges, "Poem of the Fourth Element". It is a lovely homage to water, ending with very poignant lines:

    "Water, I ask a favor.
    Through this indolent
    arrangement of measured words I speak to you.
    Remember Borges, your friend,
    who swam in you.
    Be present to my lips in my last moment."

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