A poem inspired by a lost friend. Care to Comment?

Beautiful. I'm not joking, either. I've experienced a lost friend and I understand what you're getting at here. You are clified as something threatening, yet all you want is peace. You are explaining that it is easier said than done in most cases. You are not sure whether you can feel comfort by others or not. It is hard to trust. We need to count our blessings and give what we can. Like you said, "Let our breath be our gift."