Breathe I

2 seconds to gather air
face crunched, in its weirdest
the worry, you should not care
with oxygen, fearless

5 seconds to release air
the mouth in its clearance
catalysts of your nightmares
collected this instance

2 seconds to gather air
nevermind judging stares
the worry, you must not care
all throbbing thoughts laid bare

5 seconds to release air
soothe the panic away
our hope will become the flare
we’ll make the world not grey  Ω

Like a Tree

A friend with a different world view
left recently without notice
and no path pointing back
I have to admit:
Bonds crumbling abruptly eat me alive
but I have spent years moping with losses
while forgetting the 52 who stayed
Now I realize:
I would rather grow with those who remain like a tree
than waste waters on dead plants.

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