It is here

It is here that I breathe.
easily, joyously
It is here that I can think.
clearly, honestly

My mind not yet polluted
by the motions of this mad world,
the daily rush of my blood.

It is here that I am free.
momentarily, defiantly
All that I've built means absolutely
nothing at this one moment in time.

It is here that I am.
consistently, continuously
trying to get back to this place
each and every day.

Sun-rise and smile.
Sweet-ness and clarity.

©2004 Sean Muzzy