Breath Of Life Poem by Diana Kouprina

The gulp of air,
First breath taken
I felt fear when I breathed in life
I didn't want to be here
Where ever I was.
It was cold,
He was there huddled in a corner
I didn't know him for a minute
It was freezing
It made no sense to where
I was and how I got here
I remember the warmth
The love I felt
Within the portal of the light
My Babushka was there
She told me she never left
I felt her love the same
As when I was a child
She said I had to go
There was much to do
The time was just not right.

The picture of the gate was clear
The portal of illumination was there.
I knew I was not alone,
My purpose is just beginning,
She was right,
For me to go
My voice would never be,
My soul would be left to bleed,
No blue insight,
A sky that would alway be
In gray hues sight
The world would be
In existence left
In sorrow and in pain.
My grandma she was right,
This wasn't my time
To go.
There is much to do,
In purpose and in haste.

I know that,
She was right,
That she was there
For I know now
I am not alone,
There others there
Who've seen it too,
Seen the portal and the light,
Felt the love of a warm embrace.

It was freezing when I awoke,
From love and warmth
To icy cold first breathe
Teeth chattering
Muttering words of cold,
I came back to life,
Like the others have before me
To fulfill a purpose of the light.

©️Diana Kouprina