Breath Is Enough

The poem

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.