Thanks to Divine for the air we breathe

Every dawn we breathe in fresh air,
She travels through the heart and soul,
A silent guest, do refresh the soul with love,
A silent adorer, expects nothing from the being.

Without her grace, the body turns to dust,
Without her light, there is no life to live, She neither command nor surrender,
Yet, we owe her more than we dare.

How do we pay this uncountable debt, With care of self, with kindness we extend,
By planting trees, ensuring unpolluted water,
To live with selfless grace and true peace.

Thanks  O dear one, honor the breath, which honours the life, Honor the peace, to which payment is owed of.