The Breath Of Life Poem by James McLain

The breath of life, by my belief, sight to the smell
and then the sun, gives give you to feel as you wouldspeak to the wind as you
Moving, Left and right and they come when they're called!
As like anything alive with for great need to the air, water turning to air,
then again to water taste to great need to breath, he smell.
In each hand two world's,
two world's.

Paying the price to bee seen, holding onto the land, five generations
they raised their young.

Having had a long life, looking back to me ahead,
roaring off into the distanced past!
To the highest there of, looking down into the masses, the masses
of people there and there down below?

Having lived to the full, being full to top, living life!
So now we fly, flying out to the sea and doing damage control.
One before, the hardest thruths that we hold and still to you,
please be still.

Deep asleep so asleep, as once they thought, when they were
like you.
The ridge atop the oyster shell, ran deep, black the pearl.
In what reality in life do you not this can you feel!
Bumps in life,
soft to the touch yet like in life, hard to feel?

Having met you
nought before, some do the breath
And those are the Steps in The Breath of each Life
that you'd had before.

Each part once in life no longer than that may you have
those are parts of the pearl so soft and gentel with in, The Breath of Our Life
heard we'd care for it with soft gentle love, no knife, no gun,
happy to have lived for a while, in the sun, browning in the sun, getting wet,
he staying wet, while against the wall from her, prose.