My Body’s Notebook

A prayer
is rolling in like fog on the smooth wood floor, waiting
to be kicked up by our heels and toes
and stirred.

A prayer
is our energy focused,
dancing a trio, moving
from this side to the other with our arms outstretched,
our feet echoing each other’s, our eyes aware
our hearts concentrated.

A prayer
is rarely spoken of as such—
usually other words, like
connection
desire
grace
intention
inspiration
communion
meditation…..get spoken instead.
But prayer?

Prayer, the word, was spoken that day, and in the same sentence
as the word performance!
So often these two words
are juxtaposed
in my heart’s mind.
Definitely a favorite page
in my body’s notebook.