Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Yoga In The Dark

It is possible to let go, to let
My body become so light it floats.

After all day pushing heavy rock legs
And pulling breathe out of tiny lung holes

It is possible to wring out my body,
To release a layer of mud and wash it away.

Hands drift away from my chest and
My jaw relinquishes dense rust.

It is possible to stretch my body

Into something brand new, to begin again. 

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