I know of no greater joy, no more liberating exaltation than placing the back of my foot on the opposite thigh,
to feel the pelvis gently tilting, one notch forward,
and the inspiratory piston lower down to call in new air,
Really, but where was I before this moment ?
©FJ May 2024
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Notes & Silence 
Distracted, on autopilot, in a state of waking sleep? Fundamentally unconscious? You seem to describe this as something akin to waking up.
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