Calling me back, soon
All those safeguards
Against mindlessness
I plant anchors
For routine, and focus,
And aspiration
And I keep them
But life comes in cycles
Or waves
The dip, the crest, the crash
Some days I don’t
Have a story
And some days I keep
Appointments
but break productivity
And feel out of place
In my skin
Those safeguards kick in
Breathe, breathe, breathe
But with your diaphragm
Not your chest
Push your lungs down
Not out
Save your back the effort
Twenty-seven
And no one ever told me that before
Life is a marathon
But some years are too
And some weeks
And all of what I want is
A marathon without mile markers
Just pull your leg up
And fall forward
Pull, pull, pull
Fall, fall, fall
That’s my only job
The dip, step one
Breathe down
Breathe
With Love,
Natalie