Fluid air like streams
of water
skims down throat
and neck
filling emptied lungs
of parched humanity
with life-breath
gently gasped
like dust
of an angel
drawn in as quiet
as childhood;
first breath;
a life less languished
Blood-bled
with silken respite
that enters in
moistens with redeeming ebb
of unconscious inhalation
a deeper depth of daylight
pouring into raucous chest
fluid air like streams
of water
replenishing what was once broken.