To observe the interactions,
and in awe, in tears, in recognition,to exhale;
To absorb the scorns of ages,
and with pride, with effort, with poetry,
to exhale;
To reject the roar of nonsense,
and in stirring, in truth, in defiance,
to exhale;
To take in the warmth of many,
who boost, who brave, and who blend their stories,
and exhale;
fates the poet, who listens, and answers
to the seeker, who ventures, and asks:
Why exhale?
© 17 April 2020 Jacquelene Martina.