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LIFE'S BREATH by Eva Marie Cagley


Life’s Breath

 
The humid night air breathes life
Wraps you in his black velvet
That warms you by the crackling fire pit
And Promises you a yellow sunny tomorrow.
 
If you listen, you will hear his song
Of crickets chirping and frogs croaking by the pond.
Animals moving in the Brush-A mother deer and her fawn
Peering out safe one more night from man’s harm.
 
Still in the silence we all sit in unity
Around The orange flames dancing
Tell stories and recite poetry with open mike.
Each one Creative-Each tell their stories
 
Of Dreams-Hopes-Love
But together in union we join Spiritually
As one heartbeat throbbing into the night.
And in this moment, we are all of one spirit- one heart.
 
As we join with the black soil of the earth
We feel the peace-the serenity
And thank God for this moment shared
Now frozen within time
 
We will later tell stories of it
The funny things that were said
And the not so funny as well
How we captured it on the painted canvas
 
Of our life’s-our minds
Splattered in the brightest hues of the rainbow
To light the dark night entering our free spirits
 
When we leave here, we will have known the unity
Of fellowship
And what that really meant because it was joining
Not just some empty word spoken.
 
But something we could all grasp onto
And claim as our own!
If only for Today-Just today, we all smiled
And took a breath of life!

Artwork by Nazim Nazim




Eva Marie Cagley was born and raised in Waterloo Iowa, where she spent most of her time working with teenagers in a group home and at a Juvenile Detention Center as a counsellor. Working with teenagers gave her great joy, having had none of her own. She comes from a large family of nine children having six brothers and two sisters. She has always had a love for poetry, and has published 4 poetry books of her own, including her latest The Airwaves of My Soul, available on Lulu.com and Amazon Kindle. Connect with Eva via Email:  eva.marie11@hotmail.com  or  cagley11@aol.com





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  1. Thanks Catherine for accepting my poem on this beautiful web page!

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    1. It's always a pleasure to feature your poetry, Eva! Thank you for sharing!

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  2. A wonderful poem Eva ❤️ You have a true gift 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟

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  4. Divine write. Smiling holding hands in fellowship. very for old times sake , "auld lang syne" tones in the poem. Thank you Eva for this soul soothing delight.

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