….Breathing….

I wish that breathing were an easier task.  I find too often I stop.
    While my lips turn blue, and the color of my face fades away,
        my eyes peer away at the expanse of my life.
            Then slowly I take a smooth breath and inflate my lungs once again.
                I want to follow my own directions and just take life as it comes,
                    but this is much easier said than done.
Wandering through life and living for yesterday and tomorrow is the easy part;
    it’s the living in the here and now part that is so very complicated.
        I spend so much time trying to live life for today,
            that when I get there I forget the essentials to it,
                breathing.
Once I’m in the here, I forget the now, and begin gasping for air.
    In the evening when I begin my journey into the past of my day in the now,
        the air starts to flow at a steady pace.
            I move into the future of the next day and the air comes too quickly.
Then I sleep in preparation for the day of next
    and venture into the land of imagination,
        where the past and future collide and become one.
            This is where I am at the most ease.
                Breathing is no longer an issue,
                    and I indulge and covet my time spent in this wonderland.
When I wake, I try and stay in the fairyland which is my dreams,
    but somewhere along the way, I stop.
        And find I haven’t had a breath in a while.
The present has come.

Chrystal Axtell