don't forget to breathe by susan rowe

I trek along the stone path
past the rotting tree stump
past the budding forgetmenots
to a patch of English Daisies
 
Drawn towards the hill
One step, two steps
 
The rain washed away
the dust and grime
sins of another time
 
And in the distance
the sun readies for slumber
the sky a symphony of colour
radiated orange streams
through the thin pale clouds
 
With the final stride
I glide
to a misshapen boulder
and sit awhile
 
Different choices
 
A hand reaches out
and grabs hold
fingers entertained with mine
 
Peace, love, forgiveness
 
His smile warms my heart
the future unfolds unceremoniously
 
Opportunities, he said
Let’s find them together
Hope builds within
 
But don’t forget to breathe.