Yoga Poetry - What the Sky Is Made Of
The sky is made of soft rain and hard light,
the old yearning to be held, the ancient fear of not
having enough, and the fountain of wind that says,
Something’s gone, something else is arriving.
The sky is made of rocks shattered finer than
the smallest atoms of human memory, air we call breath
once we take it in and turn it to motion, anger, or song.
The beating of hummingbird wings compose the sky,
as well as the fluttering of muscle on muscle, the space
in between the rain, the drum of the jackrabbit’s heart.
The sky is made of...read more