Child's Pose-Poem by Anne

My yoga brings out my muse. I have been facinated with Garbasana or "Child's pose." My child's pose feels so sacred to me lately.


Child's Pose

Sometimes
I have to stop myself.
I wanna get down
On my hands and knees
Bowing to the simple ground.
Scooping up dirt in my fingers.
Spreading the earth's moisture
On my body.
Forehead pressed down
Into damp darkness
And Breathing
Yes
And Breathing.
Juicy alive breath.
Connecting
Deep down
To all beings
That have ever
Bowed to this ground.