A moment in balance

Posted by: on Aug 22, 2014 | 3 Comments

The Bay is glassy, stretching from the darkening shoreline,
beneath the hull, to the far off horizon.
Pink-orange sun lowers incrementally into its salty depths,
one long fingered reflection reaches across water’s surface,
pointing east to the rising moon. Gentle ripples–echoes
from a distant passing Deadrise–fracture the reflection,
our bodies lift gently and then settle with each passing wave.

We tear our gaze from the sun, moths trying to leave the fire,
and turn to search for the Supermoon.

Behind us in the dusky blue sky, rising on the cosmic see-saw,
full, above the shoreline, it’s edges becoming visible
as the shadows thicken. Moon’s glow increasing
as the sun’s diminishes. We float between water and sky
on a slack tide, waters still, current held in balance;
twilight equilibrium, holding space

where we recharge and cultivate peace.


  1. mom
    August 23, 2014

    This is a beautiful poem! It took me by surprise, because the title suggested yoga and I was expecting prose. What do you fellow yoga students think? I really love it and plan to print it out to read over and over!

  2. Betsy Rogers
    August 28, 2014

    Very Beautiful, Hali!
    I feel the moment…. the peace…. and the balance…

  3. mom
    September 2, 2014

    I’m re-reading this today. It’s very hot in Massachusetts, making certain parts of Virginia seem cool by surprise.


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