Deep breath
And M O V E
I’ve been hunched over
back curved over the blue glow of a screen for hours
But now
Standing straight
I’ve traded clicking keys
for gentle pads
Muscles aching as they are
stretched – tested with each step
Protected under a blanket of
grey and black
I follow the rhythm of the
pounding in my chest
Steady. Reminding me I’m alive
calming me
curving around familiar stretches
watching the world settle in
quiet down
through blurred lenses
a gentle whish – a cool breeze
pushing, pulling – urging me
petrichor fills my lungs
while a million, tiny drops of water
dance on my face.
-cv
[9.25.15]