broken bikes

of introductions

you tilt your head back,

you open your eyes,

the sunlight blinds you,

but you are alive

you take a breath,

between parted lips

the air is cold,

but you are alive

and that is the simplest

and also the most complex

aspect of life

the idea of living, itself

because your life is a fragile thing

like the wheels of a bicycle,

it is taken for granted far too often,

it has just been given to you

you are a fragile thing,

just like your life

but like the wheels of a bicycle,

you are essential

without you,

there is no this 

there is no this moment, 

which you are sharing with me