Candlelight

Endless minutes spent on the mat

Breathing life force into pockets of tenderness

Healing the fractures, both inside and out

Accepting the limits, but nudging the boundaries

Expansion is inevitable.

 

Savasana arrives not a moment too soon

Muscles are worked, the body is in tune

Sweet relaxation must be the last step

To process, to rest, mind aware

No regrets.

 

At the end of the practice, my body anew

fingers, toes wriggling, eyes closed and unmoved,

a reluctant return to what lies beyond doors.

If I could, I’d choose darkness, just

one minute more.

 

Turning, arising, I find palms at heart center,

One om, elevation of vibrations together.

Eyes finally open, the candlelight greets me.

This transition, now soothing, now welcomed,

Now easy.