Life’s not the breath you take,
The breathing in and out
That gets you through the day
Ain’t what it’s all about.
You just might miss the point
Trying to win the race.
Life’s not the breaths you take,
But the moments
That take your breath away.

George Strait

 

3.

Have you ever noticed the beauty

Of a star-filled winter night,

Your breath radiant,

Twinkling in fine, frozen mist.

The quiet,

That’s not quiet, really,

But stillness:

Your heart beating,

Your cheeks stinging,

Your life framed amidst tree-shadows,

Moon whispers,

And incredible, fathomless wonder

At being alive.