exhale
your burden
all that feels
heavy, uncertain, or just sad,
who we are is not our suffering,
the form that surrounds us is not meant to hold us
in place, trapped within starless thoughts, emotions and worries solely our own, because
the ledge between earth and sky although hazy and strange is simply that, a transition, a bridge
to the possible, to the impossible, to the generosity of grandeur, if only you, me, we might agree to
let go what is not ours, what we do not own, what we are not meant to grasp – and then, in turn, inhale
the fullness of the now’s atmosphere, of its day, of the majesty alive in the oceans of synchrony swirling
about us, allowing our experience to be bathed in the beauty of being, accepting the surprising touch
of color against porous skin, smell within open vision, taste connected with listening
to the pulse of shared witness, the soundlessness of selfless time
we are reborn with the sunrise, renewed
with each moment witnessed, all
eternity realized, inside
every single
breath