Poem 04/12/2010

Breath out.

Why are you spending so much time on the inhale, is life really that scary?   Each moment a shock instead of a suprise, each sun rise passing you by, you have to look up!  Stop looking at your feet, they know where they are going, give them a chance to carry you for once, we are given only this moment, a present wrapped in pretty rainbow colored paper, now is the time to open all your presents… let every day be your birthday, blow out the candles and never stop wishing… when you run out of candles start blowing kisses to the sun… in the end we are all just animated piles of dust, breath out and let this universe make a dandelion  from the that one deep breath… breath…