Poet13's Blog

i know how our own petty little kingdoms can collapse in on us

how we are buried beneath the heavy objects of our desire

only now fully appreciating the sweet taste of every deep breath

confronting the fear of letting go every fiber of your being

telling you you’re tired telling you to exhale let it all out give it up

go on to wherever it is you are going on to whatever it is you are afraid of

the next breath a leap into the quiet chasm between breathing in

and breathing out

we float in the spaces separating one life from another