With Each Breath
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Five hundred million breaths
All it takes to see eighty years
Drawing in the oxygen that is
The oil to our body’s gears
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Life held in each sweet gulp
Of the next there is little doubt
But what we are to our world
Is found in the pushing out
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Exhaled words are our only means
To add depth to what people see
So, with each succulent, gifted breath
We should learn to speak carefully
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An involuntary action of living
We may fill our lungs out of need
But what we blow into this world
Is what we consciously set free
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commonsensiblyspeaking 
once it’s out there, it’s out there –
Exactly. Thank you, Beth!
I’ve found that sometimes the only way to start letting something go is by putting it out to the universe, i.e., speaking it aloud. Little that any one of us might say out loud would shatter the universe but sharing it in word may save ourselves. Then again, there are great poets like you whose shared words we look forward to every day! Love you!
I would agree. sis. Sometimes we do not fully understand our own feelings until we are forced to verbalize them. Once heard out loud, they can become a great epiphany to understanding ourselves. Love you forever!
I’ll never think about breatiing the same way! wonderful…
Thank you, Jim!
you are welcome!
Our words always matter—only topped by our actions.
So true. Thank you, Pete!
Very true and very wise counsel my friend. Beautiful.
Thank you, Francisco!
You’re very welcome my friend!
We bathe so many breaths in mouthwash and breath spray and still the words we spew are not yet sweet enough.
Great perspective! Thank you, Geoff!
This is a lovely way to describe the importance of what can come out of our mouths. It can be a beautiful thing or hurtful thing. Beautiful piece Brad especially the last stanza. Love ❤️ Jonikins
Thanks, Jonikins! We must always be mindful of the words we write and speak. They are powerful.
So true words can be very hurtful indeed. Have a great week dear friend. 🤗❤️