deep in my belly
Calming breath forced into my head from my senses helps disperse the piled up leaves
Slowly - syllables come together collecting into clear thoughts. I breathe through the tightening surrounding my eyes
open my eyes and see â€“ air
blue and crisp with freshness a steady climb
water resists oppositional force a steady stream of oxygen â€“ feeds the process as gentle encouragement acts as guide on an unprecedented walk.
A medatative poetry