I wonder why we breathe
Nadia Al-Refaie, Age 15

I’ve wondered for a while now
What makes us breathe
In and out

With languorous effort
Ambrosial air is acquired
Without second thought

Souls drown in ecstasy
As lungs seep in nothing
Invisible nourishment

An amazing process
Constant fabrication
In with the good
And out with the bad

Heads are comforted by pillows
But still the cycle goes on
Consciousness is done away with
And yet a breeze
Still moves the soul