on the exhale~

and as i took a breath i watched the mess wean/ much of this chaos has stormed from stale air/formed from resistance/the force of pain/an inevitable wind/within/
peace/and quiet now/on the exhale~

[tredge]

the static prevailing clears in clouds,
smoke edged clarity of once upon;
a time will come, a now we’ll know-
for now we know...
this tredge through thick and patient days,
fog (so far) rolls in my heart.
I walk through time and I’m alive.
In you I feel alive.