Alive
My heart beats, beats
with the sound of my life.
I feel myself
Beloved on the earth.
This is the day of my life;
the day to be alive.
And this little sheath
of blood and bones
between the air outside
and the air inside,
this little bundle I am –
why, it’s hardly anything
between air and air,
this little poem of me.
But I see, oh! I see.
Not really the sheath –
Oh air, oh spirit, you
are all I am.
My heart beats, beats
with the sound of my life.
I feel myself
Beloved on the earth.
This is the day of my life;
the day I am
alive.
©Susa Silvermarie 2025
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