Poetry in the way my body unravels on a yoga mat
the way body learns and remembers how to move
connect with the breath
always there
but poetry beckons attention
Poetry in the frantic fluttering wings of a hummingbird
so fast, often registers as a hum
Poetry in the chorus of breaks from the arriving train
Poetry in the kitten purr
just three minutes before the morning alarm
Poetry in a call with a friend that always picks up in the middle
no matter how long it’s been
Poetry in the hug that has been so long awaited
Poetry in the words of others
that strike a chord in your heart
bring tears to your eyes
remind you that you are alive
and we are all part of the same song
For harmony we need to come in at different pitches
bring our voices
our uniqueness
all of our us-ness
our right-now-ness of who we are
