Detached

Detached,
as if suspended,
I feel the air leave my grasp,
and run away.
Detached,
as if submerged,
I feel the air leaving my lungs
and become part of the universe.
Detached,
as if exploding,
I feel the air burn my body
and become ash.
Detached,
as if resting,
I feel the air restored to me,
and sleep in peace.

-LJ

14 December 2014