The First and the Last

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First breath can come
Before fully delivered
Encased in warm
Tunnel swaddled tight
Nose bubbling, mouth gaping, swallowing hungrily
Building up to moist initial gasp~
Air-filled sliding free
Hands clenched, fingers spread, ready to grasp, arms reach
For anything to stop the fall.

Lifetime spent holding on tight,
Fastened firm, rooted deep
Eventually toppled in frailty
Slowly adrift, floating unmoored
Reaching for unseen fruit no longer needed
Breath comes ragged, at times silenced
Then gulp and sigh, ready to
Loosen grasp, no longer anchored, and with
Last soft breath, delivered into the hand of God.

One thought on “The First and the Last

  1. How fragile is life, and what a miracle that we are here at all. There are no words which can plumb to the depth of such sorrow. And yet God’s mercy continues, perhaps indiscernible, but sure all the same.

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