Breathing In Unity

by Alison McKenzie

The moon rose
On the wrong side of the sky,
A straight-lined shadow
Confusing the landscape
On its oversized, orange face.
I felt the disorienting tilt of
Our planet’s axis
In the pit of
My shifting, churning stomach.

I looked to the stars for
Some sign of hopeful familiarity,
But they had made themselves scarce
On account of humanity’s
Refusal to breathe
In unity.

Such a simple divinity
We share everyday -
Inhaling what needs integration;
Exhaling everything else.

As I drove on in my curious state,
Toward a home no longer located
At its original latitude and longitude,
A bird hit my windshield,
As if I needed confirmation
That all of our navigation systems
Are in a state of realignment.

Through it all,
The one constant is that
I just keep breathing.

And so do you.


Posted on 10/05/2015
Copyright © 2024 Alison McKenzie

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