Sightreading

I want you to be able to
abide
as a witness
to the choices that have been the noose around your neck.

Breathe.
Breathe not about these choices.
Not around or among them.
Breathe. Here. As it is.
Abiding.
Only abiding.

Breathe.
Breathe through the defence.
Not for victory's sake.
For intimacy. To know that
this is it.
Never to be resolved
to
it.
Never answered.
Simply to abide
in it.

Breathe.
Breathe through the defence.
Breathe as the breath.
You do not have breath.
Breath is you.
The you that is nothing.
Merely abides
in equanimity
while the noose unravels
what it will.

Breathe.
Without effort.
Take breath.
Give breath
to the one eternal
chance to simply
abide.

... here is the truth.
... only intimacy with what is here.
... only "What now?".
... only the gift bestowed on the brave of knowing into what will be.

... and that will be my chance to see you.