I stand in the mountain
strong and still
quiet and alive
hollow but not broken
I feel my heart beat
blood coursing through my veins
and I am full of blood
from the tips of my toes
to the tops of my shoulders
to the tippy top of my head
coursing
vibrancy
the blood rushes
my breath moves
in and out
up and down
my rib cage rocked
by the waves of breath
and this is asana
moments with my body
where times stops
and I become whole again.
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