He pauses
The breath is like a whisper
But the wind is like a breath
One calls within and one calls away
These moments are many
But these seconds are few
Precious time
But there is a curfew
On this life
On this night
On this wisdom inside
For when it is shared
So it is sent
For judgement or sight
Who looks and who fights
And who cherishes it's light?
For wisdom is like breathing
If taken in by mind
To be disseminated and give life
To the world outside.
He pauses again
His breath but a whisper
Telling him its time
To continue forth tonight.
*Wrote this last night and decided I wanted to share it here on Steemit as well! Image via Sasint/Pixabay through Culture Trip.