healing power
The ocean spilled
into my coffee cup
which overflowed into my day
waves swallowing me whole,
leaving me gasping for air,
choking and coughing.
Catching co-workers in it’s salty mass.
All I could do was repeat the phase,
Just breathe…just breathe…
follow directions…
In out…in out.
and then the violent storm came
and finally subsides.
I am left empty and at peace.
I intake lots of fresh,
what poured in such quantities,
through the windows of my soul
over my day.
I grant myself rest and time.
and say to my pastor, Jana,
as another Southern Belle once said,
Tomorrow is another day.
and life begins to begin
again.
AL 1/22/14
life: acoustic & amplified 