Breathe

Inhale, in subtle contemplation, Exhale, in a sigh of illusion, I feel the pulse of life, a beam of light, On the ephemeral stage of time, with every plight. Inhale, in a celestial dance, Exhale, in the earthly world's trance, Like ethereal wind that dances in the air, In the cosmic score, the self to bare. Is life an enigma to unravel, In the unfathomable rhythm, in eternal travel, In the endless cycle, in the path that implores, Inhale, exhale, the certainty that devours. With each heartbeat, the rebirth, In the intricate labyrinth of the soul's worth, Inhale, exhale, with every dawn, Is life the answer, the celebrated spawn? In this lung of existence, where destiny embraces, Perhaps the answer lies, in quests that erase traces, Inhale, exhale, with hope to rise, Is life the eternal poem, in our being's reprise?!