crow poem

my friend ashley luna moon wrote this poem after i was practicing crow pose on the hollywood walk of fame in cali...i love it :)







and she climbed,
folding and stretching
her body into
crows,
crows on the walk of fame,
hollywood's pink star constellations,
(some dying some dead some newborn,)
crows in front of the chinese theater,
hollywood's cement imprints hands and feet,
(some dying some dead some reborn,)
reborn,
her heart leading
californina,
her heart opening,
spilling the story
of poison,
running halting breathing beginning again,
giving and giving and giving
and folding and opening
and folding just to
open again,
stretching
like the earth
when earth grew
with trees and
rivers and
wildflowers,
when earth
gave and gave and gave
open heart, crow,
when she gave
ground
to those who needed
a place
to rest their
stars.

-ashley luna moon
(thank you ashley! :)