Breathing

I had one of those afternoons.  I thought I could work in getting my plugged ears taken care of at the doctor.  I was sure I gave it plenty of time before I had to drive my daughter to caddie training.  No.  I found myself lying flat, head turned, hydrogen peroxide bubbling loudly in ear number two, oh, about the time I was supposed to leave to pick her up.  Not a good picture.  It would be easy to blame it on the doctor seeing me way past the time I was scheduled.  No, again.  She got another ride.  All is not lost, but I still screwed up.  I am sitting in my chair breathing in and out, and getting my brain and heart back into working order.

Sometimes we screw up,

Pure and simple,

Make a mess.

When we forget

To take that deep breath,

Look at the chaos

We created ,

Or at the very least,

The chaos

We helped create,

The lack of oxygen

Makes it worse.

When we forget to breathe,

Our brain doesn*t think straight;

Our heart has to work

So much harder

To do

What it naturally does

When we simply

Breathe in

Breathe out

Breathe in

Breathe out.

Sometimes we mess up

Pure and simple.

And

Most of that time

It*s not life and death

At stake.

Most of the time

We have the time

To breathe in

Breathe out

When we remember.