Analysis of breath and heartbeat

To almost silent breath and heartbeat
We rest on whooshes of tarmac:
So delicate a lawn
We walk the paths of this heaven
So fine it delicately shatters in our earthquake
We wake to recall the angelic dawn of imagination
And all we may forsake or love
Yet God watches unforsakingly
And prays on every fear or tear
That we should understand with collections of love
That we know why on earth we're here
That our minds might open
A smidgen or mite more
A second by second flight from our plight
That the pity is shook slowly for courage sake
That we realise our own strange and oft mistake to reconsile each day
To have life without pain for at least a while
Or to see through the pain a simple beauty or idea like style to keep the dear dear and you here...
And you here.
To thread another loop in your garment
To bake one more original concoction you can taste
To gently glimmer a perfectly pictured piece of art of y'our making.
Without you'we means nothing.