Barbra Brady

My Gift to You Today

In Poetry on October 21, 2010 at 11:33 am

Do yogis cry? Yes, and laugh too. Their tears and joy however,

come with no strings attached–part of embracing the knowledge

that soul is partnered with a mortal coil for the dance (lila) of this lifetime.

Yoga is accepting life’s traumas and elation as passing flashes like so many shooting stars;

come morning when the sun of Spirit rises, you’ll see the stars recede

and your soul’s light fill the sky as it does always.

*smile*

Rod Stryker

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