I have recently started to practice yoga. I've been trying several different classes at a yoga studio recommended by my friend. So far I've been to three different kinds of classes and I am scheduled to try another one later this week. Imagine my surprise when I was scheduling my classes for the week and my husband told me he would like to join me. Tonight he came with my to Relaxation yoga, and though we did not talk to each other, and barely even looked at one another throughout the entire class, there was something very special about sharing the time with him, alone but together. For the first time in my life I had a vision. When the yoga instructor set us up in a pose to open our chests around the heart area, I took a couple of deep breaths, and man did I ever feel the opening. It was an unbelievable feeling, and I had a vision. This poem is my way of trying to honor the experience.
Inhaling deeply and exhaling deliberately
I pull air into and flush air out of my lungs
Listening, I focus on the rhythm of my breath.
In the midst of meditation
I feel him posing next to me
Relaxing, I focus on the rhythm of his breath.
My chest opens up
and my heart is warm with light.
Above me I see us, a younger us
holding hands, running in circles, laughing.
Dressed in flowy whites
His pants are rolled up above his ankles
and I have flowers in my hair.
We are barefoot with the grass between our toes.
Golden sunlight shines
showering a celestial glow over us
as we laugh and play like children
no worries, no cares beyond the moment.
Back here we are together,
sharing an intimate moment of oneness, side by side.
Our hearts open and our inner souls rejoice above us.
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