two feet, two lungs, one heart

lifting me

high above the noise

of the city…

of my heart.

Steps, breath, beating,

I rise

higher and here

I can hear the locust,

my ear attuned to the bluebird -

I can hear myself.

Two feet, each aching step

a victory.

Two lungs, each breath

a symphony.

One heart, each beat

a miracle.

High above the noise

of life,

I hear LIFE.

~Deborah Linne