A heart prayer
Every time I move the pieces
I’m a little shaken
In anticipation
Like doing a backflip into water
And standing firmly on the earth
Toes grabbing the grass
The pop of the plant
The uprooting of routine
A new gathering centrifuge
Hitting the surface soon
Possible pain
Unavoidable immersion
Ignore the diversion
Dig in deeper
Spring in grace
Touch the two
Be the one
Have fun
Be true