What next?
Here I go, take a step onto the stage called life.
Finally awake for the first time. Fully present here and now. What a gift.
Hold onto your handlebars.
I take this breath like dope.
Into my blood, down into the depths of my being.
Where being is seeing.
Like a probe searching for answers.
My feet carry my swiftly as I walk.
Rooted firmly in the earth, I am strong.
Remaining in action, constantly in motion.
Consciously contemplating this breath.
Living to breathe, not breathing to live.
Breathing with purpose as the world turns.
<Deleted User> (21487)
Wed 5th Jun 2019 08:33
I somehow missed this one - sorry.
it is such a brave poem, it has a ring of defiance about it - head high facing the world.
Dorothy