The Moment

Awake in the night,
Heart pounding in my ears,
Too loud, too fast.

Deep breathing,
Trying to slow it,
Trying to calm it.

Have I developed a heart condition?
I haven’t been following my own advice,
Haven’t been practicing what I preach.

Or is it panic?
The prospect of once again laying myself bare to the world?
Of offering my heart and asking, please, that it not be broken this time.

Anxiety or cardiac disease,
It doesn’t matter.
The solution is the same.

Both healing and courage can be found in the movement,
In walking, in dancing, in yoga,
Found in meditation.

And morning is coming.



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