Are you ready?
To receive
To be response able

Not to be taken for granted
Aspired aspirations, who knows the world to come?

The cats are ready
Calm like they’re waiting
Careful like they’re knowing
Unknowing,
Steady, ready for what’s next

What’s one’s life like? Breathing

Something low and guttural
Something sharp and high pitched
A rough and chaotic trough
A flat and orderly sequence of peaks, plateaus
An enrichment and spreading (inhale)
An exhaustion and discard (exhale)

The discard, one’s life
Food for branching trees
Forestablishing what’s next

Where will the waves go?
Where will the ripples flow?
For a brief time one holds then passes or drops the ball
The ball passes on to the next
Through the next
The ball goes and leaves another
Lost, rediscovered
The ball hits the next, bounces, finds an other
Each ball a single note in a grand Song
Forming Family, in the greatest sense

Are you ready?
For the next breath,

What’s next?
Now,
Is it savoring?
Is it stewarding?

Forestablishingalivablefuturity

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One’s breath is often taken for granted. And yet when one’s breath is threatened, what else matters?

Air, Fire, Water, Earth, The Mysterious 5th

In finding a balance

One may cultivate care and calm

In an effort to savor and to steward

Soberly, to have response ability

To evolve

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