Trikonasana (Triangle)

Like an ancient pyramid
solid and golden
aspiring to the heavens
I stand
spreading from foot to finger
an invisible lightning rod
a conduit
Life travels 
through its channels 
upward
outward
inward
Body and soul 
e   x       a            d 
to meet their Maker
at thousands of spaces
where subtle sparks occur
and I am 
according to ancient sages
aligned

I am healed
lifted from my contracted self
for moments,
breaths
until next time.


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