Exhaling Poem by Amy Serhienko

Exhaling



For too long
I've held my breath,
tightly wound -

always on alert,
defenses raised,
poised to run.

But it's changed.

Now, with you,
the walls dissolve,
and I breathe deep -

unwinding by layers,
settled in my skin,
my mind at ease.

It's a precious gift,
this quietude,
this peace of heart,

And one I pray
the gods see fit
to bestow on you.

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