Arlene Corwin Poetry

      Circulating Blood

I do my yoga

Wakened to

The shifting angles,

Sometimes-suffocating pressures

Voluntarily approached;

Wakeful to the benefits

Of circulating, gravitating blood that gathers

Here and there,

Preventing this dis-ease,

Abetting that conditioned future

Like a suture

To an energy

That always wants to lessen.

Yoga lesson: circulation.

Blood elixir

Blood essential,

Precious liquor,

I, container.

© Circulating Blood 11.9.07

Circling Round Nature; Birth, Death & In Between; Circling Round Yoga;

Arlene Corwin