Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Going Deep

I lay on my mat.
It's pink.
Pink isn't my favorite color, if you ask me,
But maybe it truly is.
My teacher tells her story.
I think about mine.
I explore my insecurities.
Where did they come from?
The accident?
The end of my swimming career?
I move forward.
How do I overcome these insecurities?
Drink them in.
Keep moving.
Feel the strength coming into my limbs.
Become aware of her voice.
Open my eyes.
I'm a new person.

Speaking of Faith: Yoga. Meditation in Action


Kellie Buckner said...

Cool poem, Jess. I have no clue what your homework is!

Motherboard said...

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Your poem is awesome!!