Like A Breath

Taking shape,
by environment
or due cause
of exhaling.
Seen by Arctic’s
designs, making
a shadowed
reflection on
the ground
or invisibly seen
only by God and
his angels. Here
but gone. Like
a breath I want
to whisp quietly
away. Elegantly
away. But am I
already not?

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