A breath of freedom (from being)

I inhale the air, stale with breaths of the walls

drooping down condescendingly upon lowly mortals

I inhale the wind, gusts and gusts of wind

with its acrid bitterness clinging to my lungs

and sucking the life out of me, blurring the scene

I inhale death, and the sky, wind, the blue and grey, all merge

in a violent shudder of elation

that runs down my spine and is quietly grounded through my feet

And I become one with the earth

and the sun and the moon

and every atom in every soul in the universe

I inhale, a large heaving, like waves of a mighty ocean

rising and falling slowly, grandly, extra-ordinarily

and the feeling kills me, kills me with the beauty of its immensity

I submerge myself, go under the water, rise and go under again

feel the water filling my lungs

purging away the vile shades on them, cleansing -

A life-time of ignoble ignorance

The water fills me, makes me one with itself

and I quietly heave, watch the beautiful bubbles rise in crystal blue

with the rainbow colors of a slanted sunlight, still reaching

still reaching, so deep, so remote,(how I wonder!)

But the wave crashes, with a huge sound, deafening but magnificent

and I am planted along the particles on the beach

the tiniest of all and a part of each

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