The Breath of Life Is Not Mine Alone
I do not wish to breathe another breath if it is not shared with others. The breath of life is not mine alone.
I brought myself to be with you, hoping that by inhaling the compassion, the courage, the hope found here, I can exhale the fear, the selfishness, the separateness I keep so close to my skin.
I cannot live another moment, at least not one of joy, unless you and I find our oneness somewhere among each other, somewhere between the noise, somewhere within the silence of the next breath.