My Yoga

Lost all sense about Sounds

and Silence. In utter Chaos

am in absolute Balance. Excruciating

Pain enjoined with profound Pleasure.

The Grief of losing a loved one also

brings the gravitas of Stillness. In a

world where the leaf cannot

know the Sweetness of the accompanying

fruit nor the Fragrance of the flower

that it spawns. Here I am

tasting the very source at

the surface. Lost all sense

of the sacred and sacrilegious.

O’ Shambho, since I embraced you

a Speck on the periphery seems to be

the very Center. Valleys have turned

into Peaks. What should have

been utter Confusion has become Crystal Clarity.

I am a Man with a man

A Woman with a woman

A creature with a creature

A Goblin among goblins

Just know with you I am


Love & Grace