… the sound of crickets chirping on calm summer nights…
Being in the pose and staying long enough for it to unfold
Listening to the conversations in the body
A greater stretch is called forth
and one has a choice of either:
escaping the discomfort and leaving dense matter unconscious
or, one can stay with it and create an opening
Waiting as mind recognizes itself in body, and body in the mind.
Nina Lois is a graduate student at the University of Colorado at Denver obtaining a Master's Degree in Humanities with a B.A. in political science. Her passions are broad when it comes to the human condition. She is deeply interested in philosophy, psychology, environmental and social justice, peace studies, music, nutrition, tradition, and progress. 
Upon her imminent graduation, she wishes to contribute to the health, wealth, and happiness of the community through involvement, writing, and research. For goodness's sake, love the body, cultivate the mind and a garden, and feed the soul!
She can be contacted at nlturtledove[at]gmail[dot]com
Steam from the coffee
Permeated our nostrils
An oboe carried a raw melody
in through the open window -
Lace curtains waved in an afternoon breeze
Drawing attention away
From paintings dotting greying walls
to an unfocused point
suspended somewhere in the air
The perfect scene of a film,
My czech cousin and I agreed. Who is to recognize the voice of the calling?
Thanks again