gratitude, katharine griffiths, Poetry

A moment

flowers-meadow-wood-forest.jpgWhat is wrong?

My past, my future. Head spinning. Panic surfacing.

Breathe.

The sun is shining, traffic is humming, a dog is barking, mosquitos are buzzing, birds are chirping, a chipmunk is scurrying, the river is flowing, spring buds are flowering,

and children are playing.

My lungs fill with air.

Nothing is wrong.

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