Outside the hectic world
continues at a pace.
Inside the tranquil space envelops
like a blanket round your soul.
Sitting cross legged
your breathing starts to slow.
The teachers soothing voice
washes stressful thoughts away.
Eyes closed,moving with your breath
to a practice older than the written word.
Alone you take the journey inward
your balance steadies the hectic world.
It's only the teacher who gets to see
souls moving in perfect harmony.
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Author:
Philip (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is dedicated to my lovely wife who teaches yoga.
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Great write with two superb closing lines.
Great write
enjoy this poem and the practice....ww
Never tried it. Can't cross my legs and sit. Great tribute to your wife.
Very good calming write.
Very relaxing read. 🙂
Yoga is not an exercise for the body only, but a mental or spiritual exercise as well. Great for relaxation and for clear thinking. Your poem gives it that spiritual value, that stress relief, and its physical nature. I'm sure your wife will be pleased with the end result. I agree that the closing lines carry the most weight here, just great. - Phil A.
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