I give myself permission
to find myself lighter –
composed of elements
that sparkle and stream,
and mingle with the stream of
what floats in the air,
what circles and kindles tingles,
life leaping in molecules,
sending joy in rolling curves
up along the skin

I give myself permission
to be weighty, propelled by breath into
solid pushback against the floor,
finding the mountain stance
where I will not be moved

It is the same breath
in both cases, the same Spirit  –
I walk in kinship with the air and earth.

©Wendy Mulhern
December 25, 2021