(this is when I was going to an awesome yoga class every Friday night in Laguna Beach).
Music Sweeps
as we bend deep,
forward, back, and down.
Night energy swirls.
Balancing poses
start off good
and I waiver, then stand
...balanced.
...for now.
Stretching high.
Stretching low.
The air of night makes me whole
and yoga moves...I move my breath.
Complete surrender.
My heart is blessed.
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