Kusa Yoga Sutras |
Sitting still, a top of my roots, my mother puts me to rest.
The astral body beckons me to search further inward, so I wrestle the lion with the seer's charms and t...
Posted by on Fri, 09 May 2008 14:36:00 GMT |
An Emotion That Falls From My Sleeve |
Rebirth
Hold onto the clouds,
and let the ground worship you.
Dangle over high mountain tops,
echo love’s laughter down into valleys.
Speak of silence and silence your anger,
While dipping your ...
Posted by on Sun, 30 Mar 2008 00:09:00 GMT |
Going For A Walk |
The Snapdragon
It’s in the fields, somewhere, waiting for you to touch its petals. For it longs to be noticed, as it has noticed you many times before. The wind contorting its...
Posted by on Fri, 14 Mar 2008 13:47:00 GMT |
