Abused By Illusions

The Proof is in our Breath

Life revolves around death;
a shadow of true form.
The proof is in our breath.

Take a look within Macbeth;
on death it is sure to inform.
Life revolves around death.

Some say the dying seek only breath;
this is but the breath of our final storm.
The proof is in our breath.

Does the cycle depend on sacrafical death?
to the Mayan this was the norm
Life revolves around death.

Sleep brings our nightly death;
Which each morning dawns to reform.
The proof is in our breath.

From deep within a baby’s breath;
Come the rumblings of the violent storm.
Life revolves around death;
The proof is in our breath.

© C.I. Abramson, 2004

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