All Things Being Equal

An exhaled breath
can travel the same length and breadth
as the breeze
When asleep, I have as much control
over the rhythmical rise and fall of my chest
as I do over the waves on the seas
For us to set sail
and travel the same length and breadth
as that gentle gust of air
it only needs to fill and billow the sheet
while we pull up the anchor
and hope the tide take us out of there
All things being equal
we should be able to stay afloat
on the strength of a sigh set free
as if being buffeted by gale force winds
or laying my head on your heart
and feeling your expanding lungs slowly empty