To sit.

by Deva Shantay

To sit is to be still,
To feel, and to meet.

Feeling it all:
Restlessness, irritation—
And moments of clarity.

The breath unravels
From compacted spirals
Into loose, long ribbons.

I sit because I have committed.
I stay to become.

The hardest part may be to sit—
But it is always rewarded.