New Air To Breathe

(Shakespearean Sonnet) The air we breathe reflects the atmosphere, bespeaks the people, climate, aura, smells surrounding life wherever souls appear. If I could choose, each day, in which hotels to stay, my choice might be a different berth away, to breathe anew, and taste; to view a life unknown till now; rejoice, unearth new worlds, recapture youth, revive, renew. Yet danger lurks beyond the life we see where comfort dwells in quality of peace; at home is safety, love, sweet liberty, whereas a quicksand lies beyond caprice. In books, I roam to realms of pure delight, intrigued, imagination breathes the flight.