When you place your palms together and raise your arms,
what is it that deserves your precious attention?
What colors does this thing reflect?
Is it still, or does it disturb the air with its movements?
Does it fill the air with a fragrance?
Does it affect the temperature of the room?
Can you sense it on your skin?
Is it always present? Or
does it move in and out of your realm of awareness?
Have you given it a name?
Does it breathe? Speak? Sing?
To you? or for whose benefit?
What is it that keeps you grounded while you reach?
What keeps you relaxed in this state of tension?
What do you observe in this moment of balance –
between the earth and the sky?
between you and this thing…