Breath
written by Sandra Hammack

Oh, the beauty of a breath,
more radiance surrounds her than a red sunset.
With angelic ease, and poise, and grace,
moves unencumbered, no restraints.
Gentle and quiet is her dance,
weaves in and out her sustenance.
She has no voice, cannot be seen,
yet touches every living thing.
The voice she rests on gives her strength,
She whispers life, and hope, and peace.
My daily prayer is that she stay,
although these lips n'er speak her name.
She shares her life with those God made,
and humbly consents to go unnamed.
Through tear-filled eyes my one request,
as her gentle rhythm within Dad's breast,
his tender bossom fills, then rests,
please come again, oh sweetest breath.

Featured Writer
Sandra Hammack
Greenville, S.C.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

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