The only real cause of death is that
We stop breathing.
To breathe we need to move
No matter how diseased, injured, crippled or scarred we are
We need to move
To breath
To expand
Compress the lungs
To move
Another inhalation
Another inch
Another mile
Another moment
Another year.
We are all diseased, injured, crippled and scarred
No matter:
We keep on moving
Drawing breath
In
Out
MOVING
And as we move we look around us and see Others
Diseased, injured, crippled and scarred
And if we can
While moving
Struggling to breathe forward,
We can reach out to those others
Whisper,
“Keep breathing
Keep moving
With my motion
My breath
I will help you
To breath
To move
Just another moment
Another year
Another life time
Until our lungs stop exhaling
Inhaling
And not moving…
We die
But dying,
We did reach out past our disease, injury, handicaps and scarring
To help others
To simply move
Draw breath
And in moving…
Continue to live just a little longer
Until that last breath.