Touching Life

His elocution stuns
Exact in its sense
Dynamic in delivery
Such perfect prose
Wrapped in irony
Like sweet music
Lilting and melodic
Untainted by rhyme
And happenstance
He writes by rote
His words a river
Flowing into sea
Touching life’s pulse
For mere seconds
Changing on command
As natural as air
He breathes it out
Exhale and release
The daily ritual
Comforting like blue
In its various shades
Creating lifetimes
In a page’s breadth
Living in others
Who read his words
And press them to heart
Before they move on.

Sam