A Minuet

Within our grasp we hold a tiny bit of breath

In each of our lives there are choices we take and choices we make

We dance a slow minuet of grace of these breathes we take.

A demitasse of a sip we inhale our moment in strength.

A ballet began before we were born then we began our minuet.

The dance of breathes toward our strength.

Is your two step serving, you, us, all?

In this, now, tomorrow?

It remains a choice

A minuet