Just Breathe



03.01.98

Breathe deep, inhaling the scent of the sea,
and exhaling the tensions that bind.
Am I less than that moment,
knee-deep in sun and shine
and replete with the epiphany found
in sensual stride and ocean love?
Am I more than that moment,
in finding this struggling being
lacking the goodness of soul
that she has always sought?
Know that I seek to change this mein:
to be open-hearted to strangers,
so that I do not always fear the coming pain;
to be optimistic in this life,
seeking the opportunities for joy;
to be gentle-hearted to friends,
so that I soften each response and do not threaten,
overtly,
those that just might
become more to my heart than now they are.
Perchance I am both more and less.
Breathe deep, inhaling the scent of esteem,
and exhaling the insecurities that bind.
I shall be more than this woman is today.
Just breathe, and it all shall be.



© 1999, Tara Tambollio
Scraps of Thought