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