Where you truly belong
You cannot be kicked out.
What is truly yours
You’ll never be tested by having it leave.
That subtle stillness
That endless quiet underneath
That infinitely deep and dark well beneath you.
You are a gift to this universe
Perfect, whole, and complete.
The first time in infinity
That these molecules should meet
Made of everyday stuff
(This ground beneath your feet)
Yet a unique channel
With whom no one competes.
How beautiful you are
How special
How lovely your rocky trail
How lovely your hard times
How lovely your grey hair
How lovely your trials.
Never alone,
never surprised.
Be still,
and listen
to
the dark water.
Alison Hinks Yoga 