the exhale.

Feet on the ground

Head up, heart open

Inhale, my arms rise

Exhale my body folds forward and down

My heads hangs easy

I’m still to feel

In a moment everything heavy falls away

It looks like a physical action

The folding forward, the bow

But inside, it is more

Words collapse

As the exhale ends, there is the silence

In the quiet before the next inhale comes

The divine language with no vowels

The verbs that cannot be conjugated

The eternal syntax of the heart

The bottom of the exhale

Come along with me, press your breath all the way out

In preparation for the rise of the next, new inhale

Find your breath today 💛