(Matsyasana)

Your spine curves as you move through the water:
What does your skin sense of your surroundings?
What does it know of your own heartbeat and blood?
What does it know of the creatures passing nearby?

How close to the surface do you dare to swim?
How is your view of the beyond distorted by the surface?

How deep will you go?
Have you ever touched bottom?

Can you reach a shore in your lifetime?
Or do you circle the same smooth path, returning on the hour?
What do you remember?

What can eat you?

Are you alone? Alone in a crowd?
Are you pulled against the current by a love of something?

If you relax, where will the current take you?
What will be waiting for you?

Who?

What have you lost?

Did you notice the loss right away –
or did an awareness surface slowly?

Maybe the true shape of the loss is just now
coming into focus.

Where does this shape reside in your body?
Are the edges of the hollowed space
Soft?
Damp? Slick? Ragged?

What kind of song fills the space – who hears it?

What would happen
if you wore the scent of this loss on your skin?

Has someone else gained from your loss?

When you speak of your loss
which herbs and spices fill your mouth?
Who would you feed them to
and how?

What has this loss made room for?