I wait with baited breath
For whatever will come my way
Never before have I felt this way.
Most future happenings I’d feel strongly about
Either for or against
Avoidance or attachment, I guess.
But now, despite my hopes and dreams
And the fears that lurk in the darker spots of my being
And although they may sometimes hijack my equilibrium – my sense of calm
I find that now I am happy to allow
And to see what transpires…
Still I wait
With baited breath.
And all the while I breathe.
For a deep breath and be held for quite a while
And still sustain us.
No reason to believe that it will not be okay
And instead a knowing
That it will all fall into place,
That all will be fair.
And when I need to I will take in that in-breath
Of warm, sweet air.