I Breathe Effortlessly Poem by Mohammad Younus

I breathe effortlessly, drawing from the wellspring of my own breath—a rhythm woven into the fabric of my being.

I breathe for my life, by myself, for myself. I am the breath, the breather, the pulse that sustains me, the rhythm that moves me. The breath is my reality, my divinity made manifest.

One, two, three... Uncounted, unending, each breath a silent hymn to existence.

I breathe for my soul—a hidden soul, veiled yet vibrant, pulsating with the music of life. A soul unburdened by thought, yet I breathe to think, to ignite the spark of ideas, to weave dreams into the loom of reality.

I breathe sunlight, golden rays cascading through my heart, filling me with warmth and radiance. I breathe rainbows, prisms of color dancing in my chest, painting my world with hues of wonder.

The bright sun beckons, a whisper in the wind, urging me to breathe light, to drink its fire whole, to let it ignite the flame within.

You might laugh at me, call me a dreamer, a fool lost in the whimsy of my own mind. But I do not care. I cherish these breaths—anchors to the present, whispers of the divine.

Each inhalation is a bridge, a fleeting connection to a world beyond sight, where time dissolves and the soul roams free.

Each exhalation is a release, a surrender to the infinite, a silent prayer to the universe.

I breathe to live, to feel, to become. I breathe to remember, to forget, to transcend.

I breathe to exist—not just in this moment, but in every moment that has ever been, and every moment yet to come.

For in each breath, I find eternity. In each breath, I am whole.

—MyKoul