Melancholy
In the slow breath that pulls into my lungs,
A blanket of melancholy drapes across my thoughts.
Floating inside is the unknown.
Deep, deep, deepen the breath.
Settling in the internal eye for guidance, illumination, reaching for the known.
Frightened of the space between…..
Longing, longing, longing.
For peace, clarity, memories of joy that fill my soul.
A lonely tear drips slowly over my reddened cheeks.
Sit still my love, my heart, my breath.
You are here.
Here now.
Embrace the gift of each breath.
It is a privilege to be awake, aware and alive.
One step and one breath at a time.
You are loved dear one. You are loved.
Rest in that knowing.
Julie Hauritz
1 May 2021