Meditating is Also (Sitting on Concrete)

A Poem: On the 10th Day of Testing Positive for Covid

meditating is also sitting

on concrete by river & two freeways

herons & the marmalade sunset cycles rev & trailers roar

there is also the

musty aliveness of summoning words &

culminating breaths lungs full, even with virus

but I can walk now here to the edge

& I can sit, for a minute

Since my debilitating episode in November, I’ve had to learn to walk again. It was an odd thing — to feel mobile, finally, for the first time in months — but to also know that I had the virus inside my lungs that was slowing me down.

But I made it to the river’s edge. I even crossed my legs, which is a position I haven’t been able to hold without pain since September.

I closed my eyes and felt my tired lungs fill with the moment.