Just to breathe the air.

Forcing himself,

he stepped into the world;

each movement, anguish, pain,

each day he completes the manuever;

these steps are ritualistic.

This, this was the land

he called home

and now, he scarcely knew it.

Just to breath the air,

to feel the wind;

here,

in this sunlit realm.

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  • lxdollarsxl on Jan 7, 2011

    The sun will come though to dazzle him with natures beauty.

  • PSingh1990 on Jan 7, 2011

    Nice Share.

    :-)

  • A Bromley on Jan 7, 2011

    Been there. For just a moment I caught a glimpse of home. Beautiful poem. This write took me back. The, mountain, the trees, the rocks, even the old barn, all there but all changed, they looked so old and so gray and then the sun. Awesome

  • theredquill on Jan 8, 2011

    This poem is making me nostalgic.

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  • Jimmy Shilaho on Jan 8, 2011

    I am expectant too…

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