BREATHING – by Judy Specht

Supposing we are allowed X numbers of breaths in this lifetime,
And only X.
Think how slowly we would take an “in” breath,
And how leisurely we would let it out
In order to extend our days.
One breath could take in the morning sun,
And eggs on the table
And we wouldn’t let it go until the shadows lengthened
And we turned back the bedcovers.
Ah, if we could breathe like that
Life might go on forever.