The breath is like a tunnel.
My legs lead me further and further into the tunnel.
My thoughts lead me further and further into the breath.
My heels slip and slide into the mud of the earth, fighting to find grip.
My heart wrestles with the slick ground of my emotion, fighting to find truth.
I see the light at the other side and I refuse to turn back.
A deeper Breath, a deeper March.
Into the tunnel of Life.