Breath Is Enough
I draw sweet air
Deeply and long,
As pure as prayer,
As sweet as song.
Where lilies glow
And roses wreath,
Heart-joy I know
Is just to breathe.
Aye, so I think
By shore or sea,
As deep I drink
Of purity.
This brave machine,
Bare to the buff,
I keep ice-clean,
Breath is enough.
From mountain stream
To covert cool
The world, I deem,
Is wonderful;
The great, the small,
The smooth, the rough,
I love it all,–
Breath is enough.
Robert W. Service
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This poem is extremely detailed. I really enjoyed the different comparisons the poet used to describe a simple breath. He forgets all his troubles just to focus on that one simple breath. Simply incredible. SInce you are describing this to a bunch of people, just tell them about how he is comparing his breaths to different life experiences and objects.