Breath

Inhaling the air the lungs never truly breathe
infusing the body with gusts having an origin of other than mortal.

Mind collects the rainfall of facts
bearing them in a bucket of reality.

Body imbibed sensory cocktail
touching each poor of feelings.

But in the bouquet of seconds
there is the nagging tug
that there is more to time than brick, flesh and stone.

Ethereal echoes quiver to the bone giving spirit awakening
as light brings its wind of immortal
letting eyes feel all the arrays of transcendence
lingering in aura hints outlining life.

A need boils in the body,
for oxygen fanned from divine hands,
oneness floats into essence,
lingering as a peace
form body and mind being bonded to discovered soul
shudder the conscious in an intuitive knowing
no words can ever describe.