Exhaling

Into the depths of despair

She plunges head first

Fingertips break through

Not even a splash

She confuses fatigue with darkness

She searches for routine, for stability

And just as naturally

She comes up,

Fingers reach for the surface

A gasp of air, a lift

She looks out at the view

Life breathes all around her

And inside her

Creativity fills her lungs

And pulses through her

Then back down she dives,

Exhaling,

Into the depths of the unknown

Because that’s just the way it works