A Sun Salutation: The First of March

Gazing up in sun salutation,With ‘Canon in D’ streamingInto this inner sanctuary, theSun in its March morning salutation,through the window before me—releases—Drip, drip, drip,The rhythm of Pachelbel announcing,Beat by beat,Note by note.Yes!Snow melt and moistureEarth opening to thaw.Soil teeming with worm and insect,Veins of connections in their hatchings.We will soon throw open windows,Invite in throughContinue reading “A Sun Salutation: The First of March”