Tuesday, November 15, 2016

Yoga

My body is filled with anxiety
As I sit on the floor and breathe
Fighting to keep it steady, deep
My body moves into cat, I gasp

I move on the river of my breath
Back curves, muscles strain in joy
Breath pushes out on their flow
Smile breaks through, in unity

My body moves up, clumsily, and
my feet find the edge of the mat
I fold my hands and bow gently
At the sun I am about to salute

I breathe in and out as I move
In ancient ways, my body remembers
Every flow, every drop, every stretch
Standing again, my heart has peace

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