2006.6.30 - Half Moon

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Crescent Moon Pose

A dream poem

by Tzivia

Between my bones,

Planets sing their melodies.

Every vein—a Milky Way.

And in my rib cage,

Creation rises, inhaling

The secrets wrapped in every star.

A crescent of clouds at sunset, fall 2009

ZzZ This poem is based on a lucid dream, and a waking moment … In the dream I was in yoga class standing in a balance pose and suddenly I felt myself growing so large that I was part of the night sky and constellations. Some time later during a yoga close I had a similar felling of blissful expansiveness while standing in crescent moon pose.

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