What Is Life
by John Herlihy
What is life but the breath of the wind,
A life force heard in the voice of the wind.
What is life but the firefly in the night,
Flashing into the darkness its breath of light.
What is life but breath of a wolf sublime,
The white breath of life found in winter time.
What is life but a shadow in the grass,
Chasing butterflies through a mountain pass.
What is life but a gesture that is kind,
Reflecting goodness in the vault of the mind.
What is life but the beating of a heart,
Carving a faithful person into a work of art.
What is life but a gift of God, only His,
A moment in time that just is what it is.
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Copyright ©John Herlihy
Saturday 28 June 2025