Breath is the sail
lifting limbs upward
outward, onward.
Deep, deliberate breath rushes
into spaces where life has been forgotten.
And lungs, shoulders, heart feel
the light of day once again.
Gravity’s pull gone as ribs and pelvis gone
their separate ways.
Stretching like an upturned smile, the body
celebrates newfound freedom.
The earthy feel of pubis and inner thigh
pressed to the floor—
not only grounding but
soothing, sensual
pleasing and private.
Breathing, extending
as far, as high, and as long
as the body is willing to go.
We stay…we sail…the body and me.