(Every
Tuesday and Thursday, I go to a yoga class at the Y for one hour. This is my time.
No phone. No contact. I am alone in a sea of people who are also alone; we are
doing ourselves. We are doing nothing else.)
My
Yoga
Strength
Balance
Breathing
Energy
I
am
T
R
E
E
.
.
.
Rooted
and reaching, my leaves growing to East, to West
I
shift from being a Child to a Warrior in the course of one hour
Soft
to inflexible
Cradled
to keen
Strength
Balance
Breathing
Energy
Learning
how to breathe again,
In
Out
In
Out
Resting,
as I have not rested in the past
Resting
now, as I cannot rest in any place other than here
Free
Strength
Balance
Breathing
Energy
I
cross my hands over my heart and thank her for beating
I
thank her for being strong and giving me a day
After
day
After
day
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