Hour Eight: One Last Breath

When there is just one breath left may I remember the gentle night breeze under Moon’s gaze blessing me with tides to cleanse light to guide the way crickets near and coyote far even in the suburbs when there is one breath left may I remember your smile laughter the music you made in all ways possible and your kiss blessing us when there is just one breath left may I remember your soft fur and protection your playfulness and your insistence when there is one breath left may I remember your friendship and silliness when there is one breath left may I bravely graciously step into my next being having been filled here blessed here loved here and in my breath anew may I spread all that I have been because of you

 

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