Breathe

I felt a gentle touch,
but no one was there

maybe it was the wind?
maybe my imagination?

I was in a state of
awake and sleep

the in between.

There it was again,
a touch of comfort,
reassuring,

I offered
gratitude.

My eyes were closed,
but I could see.

There were no sounds,
but I could hear

the gentle inhalation
and exhalation

lifted my body
and mind

to the calmer
waters within,
that is what touched me,
held me,
grace.