a poem for you
Yoga girl, Whew!
I just let go of a lifetime in my thighs,
hiding dogs in my legs,
cats and cows,
frogs and moons and suns
and bows and bows and whoa!
Now, I”™m a warrior
twisted into a crescent moon,
inside a cobra,
the views from a bridge
and then a corpse,
im a frog and a fish,
bait and switch!
then dished out an inch of sweat,
wet and stretching yoga in these poses,
asanas high on prana and oxygenation,
pranafication and rejuvenation of cells
flowing in the minds eye ”“
“Third eye opened”! reminds the teacher,
her figure a kundalini goddess,
I wish I could kiss”¦.
but now im High on breath of fire,
”˜sit up higher!” she says”¦
“Get up, Stand up!
For your spine and Bill of Rights!”
Balance the Left and Right,
drishti – eyesight, pure sight
and anahata heart lights
“turn on that third eye girl once again,”
its all about the breathing!,
then we can reach for the stars
in mountain, in tree
wheezing with the purr of a cat
sat in boat, floating on an ujaaii ocean sounding sounds smoothly
upside down like a fish
and down in a dog and rolled into a ball,
then a plow, on my shoulders
One nation under yoga!
One world, one race, one breath , one lifetime to do as best we can,
I can still stand!
Thank U Mother Earth!
These temporal temples of bodies,
the spirit moves on,
thy soul chooses one incarnation after another,
lifetimes and angelic realms,
spinning circles in your aura,
its like light rings around thy body,
ring around the collar with mala beads
to meditate til the mind is free,
with the fruits of Divine Life,
Beads to read the silence between the lines
in the minds many eyes
third eye mantra
and the many paths to enlightenment!