Air
There is no person or object
I can't live without,
For I know that all that surounds me
comes in and goes out.
I embrace the beauty of people
and luxuries that are present today,
And, I appreciate the lessons adorned me
when they go away.
It is the air in my lungs,
as I breathe in and breathe out,
That allow me the time to adjust
as change comes about.
It is the air that I breathe
that is my one basic need...
As it provides eventual wisdom
to all challenges, indeed!
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