I would love for the sense of urgency to dissipate
So that I may walk at ease for just a little while
For what I need to be a priority for myself
So that the anxiety that lives in my neck can breathe just a bit more
Each step is another reach towards this
Yet can be a detour just the same
As it opens another door that I may need to shut just a little
To exclaim what I need, and why I’m not yet jumping across the threshold
The tethers ground me, yet restrict me
Bring me joy, yet unease
It is just the beginning of this journey
That I know will soon lift us all up
Breathe, Step. Assess. Ground. Move.
by Rine Aylar 