You took that breath last night in awe and wonder at amber moon light.
Missing those loved ones now a memory, wondering if connection yet exists.
You breathed them back into you- and sighed them out to the universe.
When we breathe we share infinite atoms that all life has breathed in before us.
That breath during birth shares the last of another and wraps us together eternally.
When you wonder if they will live on, will they be there in Three hundred years,
you can know deep inside, to the very atomic makeup that is Jeannie,
they are still here- and not just with you, but with me.
When I breath in this Christmas, with joy at the smiles of my children,
I will share that love of your loved ones.
It is said when we breathe we are speaking Gods name
and when we consider breath the most silent and ultimate of gift
it all makes sense in that great cosmic way.
When we say goodbye to this earth, we do leave our love behind,
and it is given and remembered when we sob in grief, when we shout in ecstasy, and when we sigh in exhaustion.
They are in every moment of our lives yet.
Do not wonder my friend… know. And breathe.