You breathed into me
A new air
In which you gave my lungs
A reason to expand.

I know that
some things aren't meant to be
questioned
And yet... What happened?

Who knew that
There is more to living
Than existing;
Than to breathe the same air
In which we took part polluting.

You, who gave air, who had life
To give to those you did not know.
You're the Robin Hood of
Second chances. Maybe forgiveness.

All I have is my humility.
Let me worship you.
"Oh, thank you, my Goddess.."
I have not prayed since
I was a child, but

I will learn all over again
If I have to.

Give me time to adjust,
to find the prayers on my tongue,
to uproot my questions and behead
my curious nature.

For now, I must prostrate myself,
and give my all to you,
the answers will come in time,
they always do.