Breathe

Take a breath
is what they said,
every time
I felt distress.
But what for?
I ask myself,
to let go?
gain some control?
Only air
nothing quite there,
treatment for
all my despair?
Inhaling
is all I need,
Exhaling,
my deepest grief.
Remedy,
a perfect cure
comforting,
when not too sure.
Stop and breathe
is what they say
Hope is just
a breath away.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

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