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Reach up towards the cloudless blue sky

Watch the swifts feeding high above my outstretched hand

Could almost touch them

Vrksasana, my current favourite.
Tall and strong, like a tree.
Feeling the ground beneath
Reaching towards the sky.
I’d love to be a willow or a cherry blossom,
am probably more a poplar.
Husband reckons he’s an oak.

This is not me!