A Shift in Balance

My right arm was raised toward the ceiling. A grip held my lower leg midair. Then, internal tension settled into my joints. I tested my balance. Rotating my left wrist three degrees, I loosened my fingers and lowered my arm slightly. Gravity responded immediately. I directed my gaze toward the large red cushion resting on the floor below. Every pivot held firmly under my own control. I ceased upward reaching and aligned my posture, suspended calmly above the ground.