Oxygen Magic

There are countless micro-magi
wandering through our bloodstreams,
following the stars’ bidding, the pilgrimage
of blood, performing the miracle of oxygen.

In a feat of magic beyond compare,
each one of us can inhale and exhale
with nothing up our sleeves but air.

Everything conjures itself
into this amazing breathing trick,
and all is changed in the blink
of a wink by every aspiration.

Voila —
now we see it
or maybe we don’t —

in any event,
our breathing
guarantees our seat –
we may as well enjoy the show!

Life poured some breath
into these lungs –
just the right amount.

Is it any wonder
that our heart applauds
this wizardry of oxygen?

We petition no magician to make us
real, nor leap through hoops
for audience regard.

We’re always awake
where the sorcery ends, here
within this breathless heart,
happy, silent, breathing.

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About Bob OHearn

My name is Bob O'Hearn, and I live with my Beloved Mate, Mazie, in the foothills of the Northern California Sierra Nevada Mountains. I have several other sites you may enjoy: Photo Gallery: http://www.pbase.com/1heart Essays on the Conscious Process: http://theconsciousprocess.wordpress.com/ Poetry and Prosetry: https://feelingtoinfinity.wordpress.com/ Writings from selected Western Mystics, Classic and Modern: https://westernmystics.wordpress.com/ https://freetransliterations.wordpress.com/ Wisdom of a Spirit Guide: https://spiritguidesparrow.wordpress.com/ Thank You!
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