Poem: "Yoga Class"

[jjhunter]

I've been practicing Vinyasa yoga on and off for years; when I started learning how to meditate sitting still, something clicked into place: yoga is my moving meditation.


Yoga Class

Even before I have finished
unlacing my boot
the breathing begins
ocean unbidden against the shores of my lips

I root myself in the here
mountain posed on the balls of my feet
animal body pulling me
from form to further form

the ocean deepens into quiet
as shores recede
ocean flowing in ocean
warmthblood earthblood
pulling up from ocean floor

here (quiet) body (breathe)



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Comments

Wow!

[ysabetwordsmith]

This is beautiful and evocative. I like the tactile imagery.

Re: Wow!

[jjhunter]

Thank you. It means a lot to me to have you say that.