Thank you, Lord, for the gift of breath.
For the shining garland of my consciousness.
For my body's strength. For the roulette
of day and night. And for all that is ageless.
Thank you, Lord, for the gift of breath.
Out of whatever oblivion I have come,
to awaken in the round of circumstance,
I turn in joy and with impeccable aplomb
accept my invitation to the dance.
Thank you, Lord, for the gift of breath.