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 
we are what we do and leave behind
That we are. Thank you, Beth!
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!
Thank you, brother!
You’re welcome!
Love this, and the lesson intertwined!!
Thank you, Kristian! 💖🌹😘
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.
Love the biblical reference!
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.
Coud not agree more. Thank you, Pete!
Sublime as always
Thank you, Harley! Hoping you are well.