I close my eyes and take a step
Feeling the squish of my shoe
Hearing the slight squeak as I step down
I take a deep breath and let it go slowly
As I lift up the other foot, keeping my eyes closed
Squish, squeak, squish, squeak
All other thoughts try to invade, but I don’t push them away
Instead I try to let them in with an open mind, then focus again
Squish, squeak, breathe. Squish, squeak, breathe.
I keep my eyes closed as I feel the soft breeze blow my hair
And notice the sweet smell of Spring in the air
Squish. Breathe. Squeak. Breathe.
Finally, I stop and let my eyes slowly open
The boulder I've been carrying seems to have been lifted off my shoulders
I stretch and smile, feeling light and at peace.About this poem:
I've been learning about mindfulness and how it helps deal with depression, stress, and anxiety. It's my new favorite thing. If you haven't heard about it, I suggest Googling it and learning more about it. It has helped me so much this semester. That's what this poem is about, how I feel and what I experience when I do something called "Mindful Walking."
