Live

The world is breathing outside my window.

It lets out a collective sigh,

and I realize I am nothing more

than a breath in this world.

In this moment I am an exhale;

bearing down,

paring down.

I let go of the bad so I can be renewed.

The world inhales.

The cycle continues

day after day,

each minute…

And I let go,

only to be swept up again.