Breath
Today
I was born.
My first
breath
a violent
cough
filled
with life
and the
release
of whatever
it is
I was
before
this.
There is
an ache
in
my chest,
a newness;
frightening
and exhilarating.
My heart
pounds.
I cry
in the
euphoria
of
the heightened
reality
my body
now feels.
The dense
security
is gone.
I feel
the air
on my
skin.
My eyes
ache
and yet
the light
delights me.
The sound
of
voices
is clear
like
a song
for my soul.
The arms
around me
are
both strange
and
familiar.
Is this
home?
Could I
go back?
Do I
want to?
I lie,
quietly
for
a moment;
a soft
voice
cooing.
I am
happy,
safe,
loved.
I am
here.
© Nichole Donjé