Tuesday, September 29, 2015

A Meditation

My feet touch yours
soul to soul, heel to heel, the toes
dancing a rhythm.
I am not alone.

My back rests against 
the back that rests against me,
there is no mine
there is no yours
our spines aligned. 
There is no other.

I look into your eyes as we stand
toe to toe, palms lightly clasped as
our bellies embrace.
I am safe.

I reach up and know you are beside me, raising your arms as I raise my own and then, there are hands again, fingers tips reaching down for mine, touching, connecting; joining together. 
I smile as one.


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