With Each Breath


Five hundred million breaths

All it takes to see eighty years

Drawing in the oxygen that is

The oil to our body’s gears


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


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


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


13 Responses to “With Each Breath”
  1. beth says:

    we are what we do and leave behind

  2. Beautiful verses Brad. And yes, there is much more to living than drawing in breaths of air. Well said my friend and all the best to you. Happy Saturday!

  3. kristianw84 says:

    Love this, and the lesson intertwined!!

  4. mistermuse says:

    If Methuselah had run out of breath,
    He’d have died long before his death
    At the age of 969 (so it says in the good book).
    It’s a miracle any oxygen was left after all he took.

  5. petespringerauthor says:

    People are often too careless with their words. It’s hard to remove the sting of a biting remark, so we shouldn’t throw words around so carelessly.

    500,000,000 breaths is a wild thought.

  6. Harley Reborn says:

    Sublime as always

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

%d bloggers like this: