Sunday, March 6, 2011

between the first and the last

Harmonic murmering - swinging open the doors
Soft eyes - in the vortex of the windstorm
Steady gaze - held in a familiar hammock
Slow motion blink - film strip strobing by
Upturned corners - grinning over and over inside
Inhale the scent - to lift a balloon above the sky


Owed to my teachers: of yoga, friendship, and love.

5 comments:

  1. light thoughts
    hoping you're feeling these through and through

    xo
    erin

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  2. nice. i wont pretend to understand it all...but it does have a peaceful flow...

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  3. Such lightness, here, and a taste of freedom. It's beautiful, Dianne.

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  4. And what a contrast to the previous one!

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  5. there is a calm satisfaction in these pairings. Like it Dianne.

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