Last Breath-First Breath
Upon your skin, warmth is golden,
Happily teasing spirit of life alive.
Complete now, you shall grow up,
To be the worthiness of this light.
Forever you have been coming,
Always you had been leaving.
To arrive here, you had left there,
In leaving there, you arrived in love.
Copy only the rhythms of love,
Pure, passionate, rich and devoted.
Call into being the world you see,
And do not be afraid to breath.
Let go of that stale, fetid air,
Enter in the clear rejoicing scent.
Fill your senses upon whispers,
Shout the glory of your being.
Return to me in the daylight,
Comfort me throughout the night.
Let your last breath be receding,
The first to bring you to be bright.
The new dawn of my transformation, began here.