yoga of song,
yoga of bliss that can
never be wrong.
yoga of seeing,
of stretching,
of being.
yoga like this is better than skiing.
yoga of sex.
and yoga of art...
this yoga rearranges me,
pulls me apart...
then lovingly puts me together again...
this yoga of women, yoga of men.
yoga of babies.
of crying, of maybes,
of staying up half of the night with the scabies.
the yoga of living,and constantly dying
and then letting go
of continual trying.
the yoga of walking slow down to the street.
this yoga of smiling
to people you meet
this yoga of hugging,
and loving and kissing
makes me realize there is absolutely nothing i'm missing!
this walking and talking
and loving and dying.
this yoga inspires my heart to sing.
this is the yoga. this is my yoga.
this is the yoga of everything.

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