Breath

I breathe in and I breathe out.
Out through my mouth, in through my nose. Who knows what time we have left on the destined route.

A route we must all eventually go.
Go to the place beyond.
Beyond the life into in great Unknown

Unknown to this Earthly vessel.
This vessel can never touch the perfect home.
Home I long for and my subconscious wrestles.

Wrestles between wrong and right.
Right is narrow and wrong is wide.
Wider than the sky or starry night.

Nights go by and so do days.
Days are numbered by our name.
Our name in that great book in the place my soul craves.