(another sweetelle)
…entering the ancient city,
descending into another world.
~ Robbi Nester, “Uttananasana”
When things get bad, remind yourself, there is another world.
The phone rings, startling you in response; you knock the coffee
over, and there’s a long spill on your desk. Restrain yourself—
the only casualties: paper and a foam-backed mousepad.
When things get bad, remind yourself, there is another world.
The sky’s cerulean: impeccable behind the windows.
Quiet your jangle of nerves, breathe deep, touch index finger
to thumb and make the shape of petals. Behind each surface
is another layer, a deeper sleeve: go there, retreat.
When things get bad, remind yourself, there is another world.
In response to Balance by Robbi Nester.