Movement

movement of soul,
it rises-
to gentle motion,
in silent waking-
the movement,
of my breath-
follows,
my heart’s rhythm-
flowing through my veins.
movement of my mind,
consciousness opening-
movement seeking,
breaking through-
barriers that exist,
the mindful dance-
to be free.
movement of my body,
arms raised-
in swirling adoration,
step on earth-
that nourishes,
my path.
I dance to,
my movement-
I become one,
with the motion-
of all of me.

Author Maureen Kwiat Meshenberg ©