Thursday, August 28, 2008
One Breath
With deepest of breath she emerges
Eyes squinting at pure brightness
Her heart quickens with deep fear
Hot air trapped within her chest
Her first instinct to turn back
Hand on the door, still ajar
Looking back into the dark room
A stale empty prison
A stale empty safe haven
Somehow wills the door shut
Turning from place of comfort
Eyes wide open steps forward
Taking in the sweetest scent imaginable
As if seeing for the first time
All senses flooded with expectation
Bidding farewell to herself
Saying hello to herself
Icy fear melting, evaporating up
Walls crashing into dust
Giving birth to amazing lightness
Letting go of heavy burden, exhales