Who I Didn’t Know I Was
I didn’t know I was a runner, even in one-minute spurts between
long walks on uneven sidewalks. I didn’t know I could balance
upside down in the middle of the day, sometimes without
the friendly wall to help me. I didn’t know I could reach beyond
the aching hamstrings to hold the lonely foot in my happy hand.
I didn’t imagine the sun would spread across my lap like an old
family member who remembered home when I exhaled. I couldn’t
believe my shoulders could fly back to me, and relax in mid-day
as I walked through the door to the parking lot, or that my heart
could rest in the center of its lifting like a dancer who discovers
the grace of ease and joy while giving the dance all she has.