a i r e

breath through your mouth
inhale through your senses
the air is the purest vitamin
let it rush through your lungs
like a wild-run stallion
racing through the fields
let it swoop up your nasal passage
like a seabird skimming the superfice of the ocean
with the feathery tips of its wings
the air is your friend that is always there
when you breath heavily
the air is always there to calm you down
to comfort you and relieve the pain
but it plays a sad role too
when you see beauty, or feel strong joyful emotion
that takes your breath away,
air makes itself scarce,
it does not want to bother, interfere
distract you in this benevolent second of your life.

When fire scorch and water drown
Air is the sympathetic noun.

-Pamplemousse