Take this new heaviness and use it
to anchor yourself.
Stretch yourself into a new shape.
Expand your awareness,
open up the chest,
lengthen and soften.
The sun you flowed up to greet casts the tree's shadow.
The warrior says, Now is the time for being.
In child's pose you can hide from everything
but the child-self.
She is huge, she is the whole world. She is the inner world.
She is small and we are small, gripping to the earth.
In corpse pose, you feel him with you,
and you are not afraid.
Well written. You have made a memorable commitment in this difficult month of poetry.
ReplyDeleteoh penni. this one is extraordinary.
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