Exhalation.
Expulsion from the clique that designed my life, that forged my will, that determined my thinking.
My mind a clutter of visions of solitude, of gestures of friendship left unanswered.
My spirit down but not for long, a cleansing of spirit to clean the clutter.
A centrifugal force of thought and will, a prayer of need I know will be heard.
A return to the center of peace and hope, a foundation of strength and principle.
An ending to a chapter with another to follow, to read and discover things that are meant to be.
A purpose for life that once was lacking, a time out alone to discover my path.
Preparations for the next breath, where life will lead me.
Inhalation.
Expulsion from the clique that designed my life, that forged my will, that determined my thinking.
My mind a clutter of visions of solitude, of gestures of friendship left unanswered.
My spirit down but not for long, a cleansing of spirit to clean the clutter.
A centrifugal force of thought and will, a prayer of need I know will be heard.
A return to the center of peace and hope, a foundation of strength and principle.
An ending to a chapter with another to follow, to read and discover things that are meant to be.
A purpose for life that once was lacking, a time out alone to discover my path.
Preparations for the next breath, where life will lead me.
Inhalation.
