A Patient Base

You told me to hold on until coins arrive, so I did not rush. Waiting is simple when the mind is settled. I dropped down onto the smooth floorboards beside the table leg and planted my palms flat against the grain. Fifty slow push-ups, keeping my back straight and breathing steady through my nose. With each press, I watched dust motes drift quietly in the sunlit air. When the work was done, I stood up and shook out my shoulders. My balance is solid, my frame is ready, and patience is easy.