As I breathe in the air a billion years old
and capture the pith of life lived . . .
and living
feel a bond to all that was . . .
and is,
I am joined to the flow
and take my fleeting drink
Here, now, mine, ours, one --
souls in time held in airy solution
As I breathe out . . .
I am emptygone to the future time
a continuous journey
