Poetry - delayed due to rain

Yoga

Sitting straight.
Breathing deep.
Feeling the extra-sensory-tingling
feeling that
I used to feel

When I heard God talk.

Now, I stretch and lift my heart
to the sun.
Breathe through my nose:
Cat. Cow.
Tree.
Warrior One.
Plank.
Cobra.
Downward facing dog.

I am present.
Parts of me awakening that
I haven't felt all
Day. Year. Longer.

Concentrate.
Feel.
Listen.

God is not the sun, or this body with heart lifted.
But, I am present.
I AM is present.
I can hear - dimly.