Poetry Friday: Breathing-in Life
Yes, it’s true. I’m submitting another Billy Collins Poem that’s moved me for this week’s Poetry Friday. It’s entitled “Days” and it makes me feel that life is something that should be breathed-in, appreciated, and treasured.
Here are the first two stanzas. The rest can be found in Sailing Alone Around the Room:
Each one is a gift, no doubt,
mysteriously placed in your waking hand
or set upon your forehead
moments before you open your eyes.
Today begins cold and bright,
the ground heavy with snow
and the thick masonry of ice,
the sun glinting off the turrets of clouds.