take a step back.

If you take a step back. Look around. Let your eyes adjust to the light. Breathe in the air around you. You might just remember. Or realize where you are isn’t where you were. Who you are, isn’t what you planned.
Look around. Let the breeze of the day wind around your hair, let the traffic pass you standing still. Let your mind soak up what you tend to pass as scenery, insignificant…irreplaceable.
Take a breath that stings inside, and swallow it. Taste the thickness in the air, lick it from your lips, and remember that food is more than the bread we break.
And life is more than a year we’ve lived. More than the one we possess.
Take a step, to see the eyes of generations. Take a step to appreciate. Huddled together on the wiry backside of their three legged chariot. What grandness dwells in the minds of children, when imagination is what creates the greatest of games.
And I step to see them, as us.
I step to understand.
And include.
I step towards her. And she stays planted. Solid. Frozen. Take a step where understanding dare not trod. Take a step to crumbling walls, stained from broken destinies. Your feet stumbling across the broken path, kicking up dust where countless steps were made behind you. And footprints, impressions, blow away like the evening’s last glimpses of light. Take a step, and see her life. As counted. Take a step to show her life, as worth. And her pain as true. Take a step and choose not to disappear and recover evaporated dreams.
Take a step and let your eyes regain focus, and see the miles having passed, the miles yet to come. Let go of the map you’ve charted, and take a step, and see just where it might take you.