Where Do You Get Your Oxygen From?

She is the embodiment

of the questions we pondered

on a sunny afternoon.

Knowing the hype of the

newest workshop and buzzwords

would all have their moment in time

we asked each other, What Comes Next?

What is…

The driver of contentment?

The reason to try one more day?

The song we sing to our inner-self?

With quiet wisdom, and wonderous curiosity

she asked, “Where Do We Get Our Oxygen From?”

Today I danced as if it was warm and sunny outside

As if the world can someday be just, fair and peaceful for All

Believing that alone and collectively we make a difference

to ourselves, our neighbors, and our world.

Smiling huge and with a nod to the snowbirds

soaring above me on this winter’s day

my thoughts went to my teacher, my friend

I thought back to that moment when she asked

“Where do we get our Oxygen from?”

And I answered aloud to that clear blue sky

I get my oxygen from

Love

Health

Family

Friendship

Kindness

Hope

Trust

Honesty

Laughter

Dance

Breath…Life

And I know without a doubt that my friend, my teacher

would look at all who reads/or hears this poem

and ask

“Where Do You Get Your Oxygen From?”

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©Where do you get your Oxygen From, (A poem for Rosy) by Alexis Rose