Space to Breathe

If I had the time
the thoughts
the clarity

What would I dream?

What thoughts would drift upward
a praise unto their Maker
and recall the abilities blessed
upon this life?

My hours of daily meditation
seem no meditation at all
The days tumble over one another
each hour filled with one thing
or another

And yet to where did they escape?
What is left to mark their passing?
What evidence traces out the moments?

Time etches onto the calendar
And I strive to make meaningful
what I am given

Life is full
and beautiful
yet sometimes I seek space

Space
to breathe
to be present
to create

And space is what I must take
when it is given
I do believe it is given
if I stop to recognize it around me

Kelly Carr
3/28/09