Kim Rodrigues Poet Sonnet

What Air I Breathe

What air I breathe! It’s what my eyes conceive.
And bright with tears and hearty breast’s exhale,
My sheltered mind ascends, to light-receive.
It’s where my heart’s upbeat - unknown, my tale.

I’m snapped into the driver’s seat. I spy
The scenery - I live within these frames.
I pick up speed, forget one day I’ll die.
I linger long behind the dashboard games.

At last, I park. The moonlight stills the night.
I ponder the meaning of all perceived.
In Savior’s shadow, I find my sight.
My tale, reborn, when Jesus, I believed.

The tender scent of life, at first naïve.
What air I breathe! It’s what my eyes conceive.

5/6/2022
Orphan Sonnet
Sponsor: Emile Pinet
HMS and Rhymezone used

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Bill Baker May 9, 2022 at 5:28 PM Beautifully written sonnet. The rhythm and flow were soothing. Thanks for sharing your poetry with us, Kim. Bill

Victor Buhagiar May 6, 2022 at 12:33 PM This is a wonderful sonnet, though in Malta the air we breathe is full of dust. But as I read I come to its spiritual conclusion, Best for a win, dear Kim. Kim Rodrigues May 6, 2022 at 5:19 PM Thank you, my friend! ~ hugs