Breathe in –
fresh air and new life
fill every fiber of my being.
My very existence
is tied to the rush of wind
within my lungs,
each and every cell
grateful for the gift
that continuosly renews itself
as long as my body still moves
and my heart still beats.
Breathe out –
the old stale past
flows away,
leaving behind
a clean and empty slate.
Already circulated particles
pick up the pieces
of dirt and doubt,
and they are pushed out,
making room
for the next breath
to start the cycle again.
♥️