The Cosmic Pillar
If you can balance
yourself on a stool
and find the center
that holds you together—
not falling to one side
or the other—
you become the hinge
between earth and sky,
pinned to the ground
by gravity’s ancient pull,
yet lifted into the air
by the quiet axis
running through you.
The stool shapeshifts
into a cosmic pillar,
a narrow bridge
through a deep precipice
running between the visible world
and the one that lurks
beneath it.
Your spine aligns
with something more solid
than rock or sky—
a vertical thread
that ties you,
in a magical way,
to the spinning universe.
The chair becomes
what temples once were—
a balance doorway
to the hidden universe.
The center you found
is not yours anymore,
but the still point
where the cosmos
ties the human body
to its womb.
Copyright © Ruta Skendeliene | Year Posted 2026
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