Poised

Poised: 

my aim is poise, at least for the moment of slowly taken breath, to hold a selected yoga pose  right to the point of balance, having an elegance that would be so easily lost with just the slightest shift of any of the numerous factors involved. That's my goal with yoga, with certain postures, finding that edge between stability and falling from the pose, being poised, perfectly held by ground and air. 

of course I most often fall, or failed to even reach that possibility at all, having either overreached in confidence, or holding myself back just inches from that precarious point of balance. What is has to be is surrender, allowing myself to reach a state of poise that is independent from my belief in it's existence, not reaching for it as a goal...but simply reaching for the sake of breath and balance. 

being found right at that edge of completely letting go.

poised.

beautiful.

unafraid to fail,  and with no thought of the possibility of a fall, my faith is given completely to the air that surrounds me, trusting ground in its support, breath slowed to the point of suspension -

and for just an instant, almost without slightest motion of my own, as if held by infinite factors, an entire universe in embrace, poised on the very edge of mystery.

I smile...

completely letting go.

Poised.

~

Peace, Eric