I pass through
Graciously
Sparing the living
Of my sorrowful regrets

I loom peacefully
Catatonic
And depart with ease
Uprooted, from solid ground

My role
Is that of a timid breeze
Thriving faintly
In the aft of hectic minds

The untroubled living
Must never know
Of the trembling breath I draw

They must carry on
Blissfully driven
Sure in their roles
And true to their labor

For I am
But a mere passing wisp
A tranquil thought
That soothes and wavers unseen