One breath at a time
I hold onto a glimpse of everything in this world
All the smell, all the tastes, all the touch
Wetness of fog
How oddly green the grass looks
Sound of the air
Roughness of rocks
Because my time is limited
I may have another day, or another moment.
I don’t know how long it lasts
When I feel how hard and lonely this journey is
I remember we are all on our little boats
Dimly lit by our little lamp
We can only see a foot ahead
But I see many dimly lit boats a foot around me
We’re all heading towards the same direction
But we don’t know where it’s heading
All I know is that we need to keep rowing
Because we need to keep growing
This world, they say it’s an illusion
Maybe it is, maybe it ain’t
But I can feel content either way if I know this moment is all I’ve got
I’ve decided to live with this totally raw way of living
One breath at a time
Until my breath runs out.
Tomomi Kojima is a registered yoga teacher and poet. See her website to