Just before dawn when
Consciousness is threadbare
Taking shape on the cusp
Between the world of dream
And wakeful laissez faire
And wakeful laissez faire
Words are strung together
In a beaded prayer
Made of nothing more
Than breath and air
Arms uplifted
Palms joined as one
In salutation to the sun
The world begins fresh again
A palindrome of earth and air
And the sun rises as a vector
Pointing beyond life and death
Energy flows
In discrete bundles
Through my frame
Marking the subtle body’s
Erratic path of least resistance
Ohm shanti Ohm
Encircles my bones
The cosmic energy that brings
Peace to the creaky joints
Of all living beings
Of all living beings
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