Winter
2012
Can we just breathe?
Take in the same air that
holds the geese overhead,
Or circles the Rock,
Or makes the horizon all
those miles out to sea?
Can we take it deep within
us
And see also that a drop
of this bay water,
Has touched the shores of
India
And South Africa and
Scotland?
Do we know this, and can
we hold it?
Wasn’t it yesterday I
chanted by the Guru’s feet to the rising sun?
And later hiked to
Inverness and ate Loch Salmon.
I can almost remember.
I did dream of wild
dancing with my tribe while the
dingos bayed at the moon,
And when I awoke
I knew what came with the
breath.
Every breath brings a
moment of equilibrium,
Lilting Soltice passages
where we can hold it all.
Like yoga poses when our
feet do find the root to core earth
And we know we can stand
like trees for decades.
These are portals where it
is all possible.
This is where all is held
in balance.
Infinity doors, thresholds
And there is magic.
We can do anything.
So tonight go deep,
Breathe into that flannel
pillow,
Go everywhere…… dream.
B. Misty Wycoff
Los Osos, California
12/12/12
A meteor streaks past stars in the night sky over Stonehenge in Salisbury Plain, southern England August 12, 2010. The Perseid meteor shower is sparked every August when the Earth passes through a stream of space debris left by comet Swift-Tuttle. Picture taken using a long exposure. © REUTERS/Kieran Doherty
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