Meditate Amalgam

Thunder between my ears, Reaching down nerve endings, Like shocks on wires climb, Piercing at my chest, Clenched tight in a ball, I've known deeper pain, But it's striking nonetheless, Diaphragmatic breathing, Eyes sealed facing the sun, I clasp hands at calm, Palms catching the dawn, And though I inhale the beauty, Hold in as much as I can bear, My lungs always falter, Left with the stale humidity, Staring down a closed door.