To exist.
A body falling and rising to the rhythm of the lungs.
Lungs, pumping to the rhythm of the body.
To live.
The soul, attuned to the laughter of the spirit.
The spirit, harmonizing with the soul's wisdom.
To fight.
Flailing arms, gasping breaths.
To go down with a prayer.
Acceptance. A smile. Peace.
A body falling and rising to the rhythm of the lungs.
Lungs, pumping to the rhythm of the body.
To live.
The soul, attuned to the laughter of the spirit.
The spirit, harmonizing with the soul's wisdom.
To fight.
Flailing arms, gasping breaths.
To go down with a prayer.
Acceptance. A smile. Peace.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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