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