but a breath.
to breathe in means to take in the beauty all around.
peering from side to side His wondrous works abound.
i gaze at the dew on the freshly woven grass.
at every blooming blossoming flower i pass.
as i take in the sight and scent my heart starts to expand
i ask You oh Lord to protect this beauty with Your hand.
for when I breathe out i shrink to see who i truly am.
my life is but a breath yet i am Your treasured pure lamb.
so when i breathe in may i thank you for the dying of Your son
for it is no longer i who live but the man who said “It’s done”
as i breathe out i will boldly proclaim Your goodness
for you oh Lord deserve my life
breath
and nothing less.
my friend kenzie gave me a picture a couple of days ago and I was inspired to write this poem. i started this internship with the idea of “breathing in His beauty. breathing out His goodness.” the only way to breathe out His goodness is by taking in His pure authentic beauty and choosing to become “a vapor in the wind.” it is no longer I who live, but the man who said “It’s done.”