Neither the hand of God
Nor the touch of angels
Not the turn of good luck
Nor the prayers of the faithful
Have brought me to this moment
Where I breathe and consider
The simple act of being.
Neither divine providence
Nor positive energy
Not tears of the mothers
Nor intercession by preachers
Have brought me to this moment
Where I breathe and consider
The simple state of being.
I am here because I’m here.
No soft, lilting song
Can surmise my longevity
Nor raise inspiring cadence
To describe this very moment
Where I breath and consider
The simple intent of being.
I am here because I’m here
And today that’s enough,
To breathe and consider
That I breathe and consider
As I lift my face to Heaven
And, with a smile, declare
I am here because I am here
And I am damned hard to kill.
~ April 17, 2010
