I am always with you,
You cannot live without me.
Those first tentative cries
When you leave your mother’s womb,
Signal that I am there.
Throughout your life
I come in various guises,
Within the soft gentleness of sleep,
The gasps of wonder at the beauty in the world,
The rapidness during exertion and exhaustion.
There then comes the time
When your end in this world arrives,
And at your last breath,
You finally exhale me for the final time,
As I am the air that you breathe.