Poetry

Poem: With Each Pose


I come to the mat humble, born into this life with a single heartbeat.

Legs folded, palms facing up, clarity comes to me when I am open to receive.

Wisdom and knowledge I seek
with each wave of movement, in each new but familiar pose.

Standing straight or on one leg, I reach for the sky,
and smile in the face of discomfort.

The closer I move toward balance,
the more I feel united by the spirit of my internal life.

Some days I float effortlessly with strength in my hands,
other times I lean back to stabilize and restore.

I close my eyes to the rest of the world and listen to the soothing sounds of my breath.

 

This poem also published in Vita Brevis.

 

 

Freelance writer, poet, yogi and photographer from Santa Barbara, California. I write and take pictures about a variety of topics, from my early childhood in Philadelphia, to my years as a family therapist, and finally to my soul-searching years in California. The things that move me may have a humorous or serious content or both. Either way, I hope my poetry, pictures and stories resonate with you.

7 comments on “Poem: With Each Pose

  1. A Big Amen!

  2. Gosh. Just beautiful. I swear, there must have been something in the air Wednesday!!! I’m a bit behind in blogland and spend 30 minutes every morning reading posts. So….it’s Saturday and I’m on Wednesday….but EVERY POST I’ve visited this morning is inspiring. My eyes have teared up a few times….as they did just now. Truly lovely. Thank You and Cheers!!! And….Namaste. 🙏🏼💖🤗

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