Built-in: Recovery

Today as yesterday,
And the two days before,
I had to meditate
From lying face down
On the floor.

My back is refusing
To accept any other position.
It will not tolerate
Anything on chair or cushion.

This awkward place
Lying on my face
Is so like to
Where I found myself
On the pavement
Last night.

It’s a wonder
I did not pause
At that time
To take a few breaths
Before my upward climb.
Instead I bounced back up
With such alacrity;
I amazed myself with
My agility.

I was so soft and relaxed
From all the metta
I’d been doing
I barely felt a thing
At the instant of that impact.

Now today unexpectedly
My triceps are aching fiercely,
So much so I had trouble exercising.
You never know what will be
In the next moment’s arising;
It’s often surprising.