This is a Guest Muse by A. Quinn
Wintertime
~2004
I was floating
on a raft
In space ~
and time
A plane called earth.
There I was
Di s co nnec te d
from all I was
And all I was becoming
I just
didn't know.
Just didn't know
yet
Still, I stood. Erect as I could seem.
~s-h-a-k-i-n-g-deep inside
my weary bones wondering trying
desperately to
s e e
A newer world if there could be...
I'll find my hands I'll plant my feet
on this special spot
Somewhere here this elemental lot
I fight to seek my-self
So long-gone
like feelings
in a dream...
Somehow one day that mat it
spoke to me
in v o l u m e s ~~~
There were
waves of sound and sight
and
stars
of thought and light
Pleading that I stay and see
Begging me to witness and believe
That all they say is true.
I would one day find me
and in me
you
"Wintertime ~ 2004" is a sketch of a challenging time that yielded profound change in my life. I didn't know why I was going to Brooks' lovely class when I began, I only knew that it was bringing me some type of peace. Peace - even momentary peace - was a gift I was seeking earnestly at that time, whether I knew it or not.
This writing is about not only the feeling that brought me to yoga, but the vast world that yoga continues to open up inside of me.
A. Quinn
3 comments:
Wonderful, inspiring poem...I love the shape of it as well as the words themselves...
This is a great poem and I really liked the way it ended and how things tie together.
Excellent stuff.
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I also enjoyed reading your guest post as well. The post about the past.
Best regards and namaste to all.
Tom Bailey
Beautiful poem...wintertime can often create a feeling of disconnect...especially if you live somewhere cold and are physically separated from others because of staying snuggled in at home. So great you can get to Brooks classes and reconnect with others and your own sacred self!
gentle steps,
laura
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