The morning breaks like a storm over us.
We clasp the rails and look wildly into
Each other's plainly panicked eyes.
Far too much going on for one day;
For one week.
I find myself worried that our bodies
Will be hurt by the pressure.
Teach us again to breathe.
You who designed these lungs,
Show us how to fill them softly.
What is the opposite of "Amp it up"?
Do that inside our hearts.