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 the ocean’s breath.

 

 

Poem: Calm, Foggy Ocean

I like the calm, foggy ocean
where the anchored boats
seem to linger.

I enjoy an afternoon
of staying in bed,
gazing out the window
and feeling the earth rotate
around the sun.

I relish the time
when everyone is gone
and I get to spend alone time
at a downtown cafe.

I yearn for the day
when I have no work to do,
no chores or errands to run.
When I can just be.

I like the quiet
because I can hear
the sound of my inner voice
guiding me.

Crow Tuesday: Catching a Glimpse

Multitasking and running on autopilot,

my mind gets caught between gears,

up a snowy incline, down a slick road,

bubble gum stuck to my soles.

Sometimes I lose track

of the years that just passed,

muted in life’s frantic pace,

moments that race by like speeding trains.

But when I take time to stay, to open my eyes in quiet,

I catch a glimpse of the palm trees, feel the fresh breeze

and experience the changing skies.