Once I Had a Breath
Once I carried a breath inside me
until it became its own small world
where another person lived
as someone like myself
if my body were a breath.
There was a field with trees,
and the air beyond my breath
was so clear it was nothing,
like time. And I didn't
have to see through it
to see.
The air was my eyes,
and the river that wound
through the grass was brimming
with secrets I thought
I might know if I lay down
and let it flow across me
for a while.
Floating Wolf
