HOSPICE
I'm here and they are there
inches away and miles apart
sometimes we laugh and hold hands
mostly I just listen
sometimes they call me Father
I tell them I'm not a pastor
sometimes they just stare into space
I'm often aware of how poorly
I connect with them
but there are moments
unspoken
that transcend understanding
timeless
"where two or more are gathered in my name"
and we both know
today is a good day to die
YOGA
it's quite fun leading a yoga class
there is power
standing in front of the room
speaking to left and right brain
at the same time
instructions are both
physical and metaphysical
sometimes we awaken
twist and turn
sometimes we remain dull
and then there are moments
of unity
when all is still
sweetness
hardly a word spoken
sometimes just a whisper
the yoga teaches us
closing with om is icing on the cake
people are slow to leave
basking in warmth and goodness
MUSIC
the daily routine
stretching fingers
scales trills
sight singing
and all for what
playing like a robot
yet another day
fingers in one place
and mind somewhere else
but then there are moments
when I am the string
and I am the bow
and music plays through me
as easily as clouds
float across the sky
-Paresh