The first in hale, deep as the waters that are now absorbing me. Expanding my lungs making room for the breeze carrying with it opportunities. Tingling my nostrils that are like the canals connecting to newborn perspectives.
A balloon ready to burst, the clock stops ticking I hold in this wave of awareness. As still as the bridges I intend to cross in that moment I forget myself and locate who I am, simultaneously.
Exhaling all the storm clouds that were filling my brain, creating a galaxy of possibilities. My shoulders releasing the tension excited to take on new weights. Repetitive in this breath for the first time feeling alive.
A poem from my portfolio for my creative writing class in Fall 2013