Yoga Poetry - Everything That Rises
Rise up without fear
to the coffee and daylight
skimming the dark.
Rise through the remnants of the dream
where you are lost, all pay phones broken.
Rise toward the piano you haven’t played
for months, and place your hands
on the keys of your memory.
Play badly but loud, and let the ringing
rise through your arms.
Rise into the first slant of light breaking
across the living room floor
to coat the sleeping dog.