LilacsSweetAroma

The piercing air unwelcoming to tough bones, refreshing and soft in breathes.

The only noise in the quiet wood
birds humming a song.
One leg after the other.
Gazing at dead skies and the vast space,

Standing still,
Frozen from finger tip to finger,
Trapped in place, 
Fear clinging to my skin,
Fear crawling up my spine,
Fear wrapped around my neck,
Do not move,
A single twitch setting off the alarms,

All I remember about my beginning was dark, all around me pitch deep black.

Nothing  but flecks of color when I close my eyes to rest. 

Until the day I looked toward her light,

Spicy fall wind 
Warm sunlight touching the 
frown lines on my skin
I sit there taking it all in 
The sweetness of life and love  
Colors of autumn come 
Sunsets, pumpkins, leaves 

Breath 1, 2, 3.
God please,
This air you breathe,
you intake and 
the O2 that suffocates,
Then the moment in time 
when all stands still,
that moment in time 
makes it hard to swallow.