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The Boat

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.