To Bow

To Bow

by Elizabeth Challinor


I understand

To meditate upright

On a chair

Is too much like

Sitting at my desk

Typing on the computer

Over and over again

I will not think

I will not think

To kneel

To bow

Head on the floor

Empties the mind

Allows the swirling waters

Of the fearless sea

To rush inside

And wash everything away

Elizabeth Challinor