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Yoga part 19
My yoga mat beckons to me today;
Promising freedom from entanglements.
Yet I hesitate… I wonder why?
Why would I chose worries and stress?
Why would I desire to be bound?
What is the lure of this world of baubles?
When will I realize the futility of it all?
My yoga mat beckons to me today;
Promising freedom from entanglements.
The mat is rolled out to welcome me;
I stand before it, but my foot doesn't move.
The allure of this world pulls at my mind;
My soul craves the refreshment of yoga;
My body is a puppet, waiting on orders.
The battleground is before my eyes now;
Mind versus soul; ego versus spirit.
I close my eyes and breathe in deeply…
I feel the chains loosen for a moment;
I step onto my mat, ready for release.
Falling into alignment now is my mind;
Now in union with my spirit and my body.
2Feb10
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